The Phone Doesn't Sleep

Fast alternate-picked riffs and a relentless double-kick drum built for a track about racing the clock at 2 a.m.

The stories behind The Phone Doesn't Sleep

Lyrics

He's in my head before the ring even stops

Boots by the door, I never took them off

Every other tech I know

Carries the same little stone

Phone on the pillow, screen turned up bright

Bag already packed for the middle of the night

The phone doesn't sleep, so I don't

Either more than half of us live this way

Lights on the dash, cops in the dark

Racing the clock till the break of day

Somewhere a monitor's crying out

Somewhere a pump has lost its count I don't know the room,

I don't know the name I only know the engine's loud

The phone doesn't sleep, so I don't either

More than half of us live this way

Lights on the dash, cuts in the dark

Racing the clock till the break of

day

No siren, no crowd, no flashing sign

Just a pager and a fading yellow line I chose this life,

I choose it twice

The empty road is where I come alive

The phone doesn't sleep, so I don't

Even more than half of us live this way

Lights on the dash, cocked in the dark

Racing the clock till the break of

day

He's in my heart

The rain never stops

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