Story Behind the Song
This chorus ("sleeping with your telephone") echoed in my dreams for years. The song wrote itself around that.
Lyrics
The red sun drips down on Minnesota, spilling gold
On the land to where I'm bound.
I'm remembering every story that you ever told me,
Remembering with you I was a little less lost
And a little more on the ground.
How could I have not known where I'd end up as the chapter ended?
How could I have not expected I'd be here alone?
And I hear you've been sleeping with your telephone,
I ain't been sleeping so well myself.
And I hear you've been thinking about going home,
Yeah, I've been thinking about that myself.
But I'm rolling away from all I had,
Rolling away from all I knew in you.
My sad runs deeper than my happy,
My river runs deeper than my tree.
My song runs deeper than my spoken promises,
The water tears up all my roots and rushes away with me.
Trying to look forward but I'm pulled right back all over again,
Spent half my life leaving and the other running from myself.
And I hear you've been sleeping with your telephone,
I ain't been sleeping so well myself.
And I hear you've been thinking about going home,
Yeah, I been thinking about that myself.
You disappeared along the way,
Tomorrow became today, rolling away
From all I had, rolling away
From what I knew in you.
And I hear you crying in your sleep . . .
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