Honeywell Dial

[Verse 1]
Hey, it's me. The old Honeywell on the hallway wall
Is still trying to click on, it’s been stuck since the fall.
Uhm, sorry. I'm at the loft. The air smells like dust and lake-freeze.
And I'm talking to a thermostat, if you can believe it.

[Chorus]
And I hear that one click, that little plastic sigh
A promise the heat's coming, which is always a lie.
It's the noise of a signal just trying to connect,
One tiny little click, and then nothing left.

[Verse 2]
You said, "It's a closed-loop system, Kip," that night in the car,
Your thumb on the wheel, beneath the North Star.
But the wiring's gone wrong, there’s a latency here,
I tap on the cover and it manages to click back, my dear.

[Bridge]
I brought all my tools. I could probably fix it, I guess.
Make a diagram of this whole damn emotional mess.

[Chorus]
And I hear that one click, that little plastic sigh,
A promise the heat's coming, which is always a lie.
It's the noise of a signal just trying to connect,
One tiny little click, and then nothing left.

[Outro]
Anyway. The last click was the phone in my hand.
Call me back.