The Dotted Line

The angels sing of someone coming down

To wake us from a sleep thats broken

Deeply wont shut up again

Must be some sort of sign for us

That things are going to change

Its hard to dream

Well you'll try hard

In this half hearted minute

You sleep alone

Its hard to dream

If you're a ghost

Its only a matter of time

Before we fade out

The phone is ringing in my head again

I'm too scared to pick up

The fear that this is the call I've been waiting for

Could be some sort of sign for me

That its time for me to change

Its the turning clock

That happens every night

And if we dont stop soon

We will never wake up again

Computers lie

They keep us in our lives

If im paranoid

Its because they're watching us

The phone is tapped