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 phone on the wall shake me now to the sorrels(soils) of a dream take me whole and take me clean take me from this reality cold and mean, cold and mean but i can't answer i can't speak to anyone not until i witness the next rising of the sun its this darkness like a leadweight in my shoe i couldn't rise to answer even if i wanted to shake me down to the soils of a dream take me whole and take me clean take me from this reality cold and mean
Ani DiFranco Lyrics brought to you by danah boyd since 1995