you are listening

to the phone ring

like a church bell

sounding out the hours



and the ringing

cuts the silence like a knife

leaving little pieces

left of your life



you are watching

the night shadows grown tall

swallowing you in peril

like a bird on the wall



shake me down to the soil of the dream

make me whole and take me clean

take me from this reality cold and and mean

cold and mean



i can't answer

i can't speak to anyone

not until i witness

the next rise of the sun



in this darkness

it's like a lead weight in my shoed

i i could rise to answer

even if i wanetd to



shake me down to the soil of the dream

take me home and take me clean

take me from this reality cold and and mean



shake me down to the soil of the dream

take me home and take me clean

take me from this reality cold and and mean



shake me down to the soil of the dream

take me home and take me clean

take me from this reality cold and and mean

cold and mean