The story behind this song
One of them moved three time zones away, and everyone said the friendship would thin out the way they always do. Instead it grew two clocks above a desk, one for each of them. Voice notes land while the other is still dreaming; a ridiculous postcard sits pinned between the clocks. Once a year there's an arrival gate and a hug like the airport is filming them, and ten seconds in the distance never happened.
They've outlived every "let's catch up sometime." For the friend you'd still call first — good news or falling — proof the line was never long, just the map.
Lyrics
It's morning here and midnight there
And somehow we still talk every day
And somehow we still talk every day
I keep two clocks above my desk now
One for me, one set to where you are
Your voice notes land while I'm still dreaming
Mine reach you driving home under your stars
One for me, one set to where you are
Your voice notes land while I'm still dreaming
Mine reach you driving home under your stars
They said the miles would do their thinning
They don't know us very well
They don't know us very well
Different time zones, same heart
Three hours and a thousand miles apart
You're still the first call, good news or falling —
The line was never long, just the map
Different time zones, same heart
Three hours and a thousand miles apart
You're still the first call, good news or falling —
The line was never long, just the map
Different time zones, same heart
You mailed a postcard just to be ridiculous
It's pinned above my desk between the clocks
We've outlived every "let's catch up sometime"
'Cause we never let the catching ever stop
It's pinned above my desk between the clocks
We've outlived every "let's catch up sometime"
'Cause we never let the catching ever stop
They said the miles would do their thinning
They don't know us very well
They don't know us very well
Different time zones, same heart
Three hours and a thousand miles apart
You're still the first call, good news or falling —
The line was never long, just the map
Different time zones, same heart
Three hours and a thousand miles apart
You're still the first call, good news or falling —
The line was never long, just the map
Different time zones, same heart
And once a year there's that arrival gate
Where we hug like the airport's filming us
Ten seconds in, the distance never happened —
We pick up the sentence where it paused
Where we hug like the airport's filming us
Ten seconds in, the distance never happened —
We pick up the sentence where it paused
Different time zones, same heart
Three hours and a thousand miles apart
You're still the first call, good news or falling —
The line was never long, just the map
Different time zones, same heart
Three hours and a thousand miles apart
You're still the first call, good news or falling —
The line was never long, just the map
Different time zones, same heart
It's midnight here and morning there
Goodnight, good morning — same heart
Goodnight, good morning — same heart
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