The OGM on our machine   Began with we're not here now   But you went and changed the "we" to "no one"   Do you mean us or me?   Your new outgoing voice   Sounds bright and brave and very clear now   In those seconds you recorded it   I guess that you felt free      I started out my message    With a pause that I aborted   When I addressed you oddly   By your given Christian name   Then I told you who was calling you   That felt downright sordid   But if I sounded sad and timid   I achieved my aim      There's a machine where I'm staying   That displays a big fat zero   But last night I arrived    To find a scary bright red one   So I pressed play and pretty soon   I could feel all my fear go   The few silent seconds that you'd left me   Are erased and gone now      Tonight at last we finally spoke   You sounded rather giddy   You said you'd had a few drinks   And you'd been playing with the cat   When I told you that I missed you   Your reply to me was really   Then you said you might have found   Someone to share the flat      I said I'd call in a few days   You know I'll keep my promise   Yes I miss you, is it over?   I don't really know   As for any messages    I'll try to keep them honest   And when I hear that no one's there now   I'll just scream..."hello"