voicemail-67

Mikayla Williams

[Verse 1] A little old fashion diner in Juarez 

With the kind of paper napkins that disintegrate in your hands

Flickering lights, fluorescent bulbs

A woman with a dream and a little girl

Sammy Davis Jr. walked in

He said, “Hey there waitress, you have a cute kid”

She said, “You can’t have her for a billion bucks”

“But have a good day sweet stuff”

The waitress met a soldier and he took them to the movies

They had a grand time, so good, they got married

Moved to the U.S. when she was almost 7 years old

So sweet, so smart, little girl with a heart of gold

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You taught me a lesson

That I wish I didn’t have to learn so soon

Boy, things have changed since you were here

We’re approaching a year since you disappeared 

I’ve been so stressed, I’ve been so sad

But voicemail-67 brings me back to you

(like all lovely things in this world do) 

[Verse 2] She grew older, she grew up

Moved around a lot for military stuff

Her smile was enough to make a life long friend 

Like the one she met in her mother’s English class

She’s flown a plane 

Waved like a princess in a parade of cars

Attended my live show at the House of Bards

Taught me to love and that crochet is one of the best forms of art

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You taught me a lesson

That I wish I didn’t have to learn so soon

Boy, things have changed since you were here

We’re approaching a year since you disappeared 

I’ve been so stressed, I’ve been so sad

But voicemail-67 brings me back to you

(like all lovely things in this world do) 

[Verse 3] And for your mother, the waitress, I’m her great-granddaughter

And I’ll keep her safe, I’ll put evil in his place

And if you’re wonderin’ what keeps me sane

It’s voicemail-67