You are listening to the phone ring
Like a church bell sounding out the hour.
And the ringing cuts the silence
Like a knife leaving little pieces left of your life.
You are watching the night shadows grow tall
Swallowing you in terror like the foot on the wall.
Shake me down to the soil of a dream.
Take me whole and take me clean.
Take me from this reality cold and mean.
Cold and mean.
I can't answer I can't speak to anyone
Not until I witness the next rising of the sun.
It's this darkness it's like a lead weight in my shoe.
I couldn't rise to answer even if I wanted to.
Shake me down to the soil of a dream.
Take me whole and take me clean.
Take me from this reality cold and mean.
Shake me down to the soil of a dream.
Take me whole and take me clean.
Take me from this reality cold and mean.
Shake me down to the soil of a dream.
Take me whole and take me clean.
Take me from this reality cold and mean.
Cold and mean.