The Dotted Line

The angels sing of someone coming down
To wake us from a sleep
This broken TV won't shut off again
Must be some sort of sign for us
That things are going to change

It's hard to dream
Well you'll try hard
In this half-hearted minute
You sleep alone
It's hard to dream
With your heart closed
It's only a matter of time, a matter of time
Before we fade out

That phone is ringing in my head again
I'm too scared to pick up
For fear that this is the call I've been waiting for
Could be some sort of sign for me
That it's time for me to change

It's hard to dream
With your heart gone
In this half-hearted minute
You sleep alone
It's hard to dream
With your heart closed
It's only a matter of time, a matter of time
Before we fade out

Before we fade out

Before we fade out

Before we fade out

It's the turning off
That happens every night
And if we don't stop soon
We will never wake up again
Computers lie
They keep us in our lives
If I'm paranoid
It's 'cause they're watching us
The phone is tapped
The phone is tapped