Call me back pixie love.   There’s something that you started and never came around to finish how you wanted.   Close your eyes, take a breath and never think about where you are or where you’re going.         Can you hear the drums play, all around us?   Can you hear the drums playing?         Call me back pixie love.   There’s something in your pocket.   You never came around to read it when you wanted.   Dig it out, take a breath and never think about what it says.   A sad ending to a verse.         Can you hear the drums play, all around us?   Can you hear the drums playing?         A cigarette lit gently by the phone, hoping for the call that someone’s coming home.   She’s got a small glass of whiskey on her breath to hide the thought she’s all alone.