In The Face Of War - The Dial-Tone Is My Only Friend Lyrics

two blocks from the factory where boys become men and the air is stagnant
plumes of smoke rise before the setting sun
and the ashes fall like snow
drifting down slowly without haste
the black tipped leaves, i catch them in my eyes
and when i can't see, i'll sleep
but the snow will continue to fall
labor, now, labor

work lights mount the stars and ride them away
i can't see the moon, i can't dream anymore
and i knock the phone off the hook
the nights are gone, only days remain
the dial-tone is my only friend
a dream, perfect and fragile, like lightning in the sunshine
wrestling till dawn for a glimpse until morning carried you away and left me on my back trying to remember the dream
please hang up and try again