Ringing - Beth Hart

Rolling out of bed a little heavy

Sickened from the deadness in my head

Begging for a break I’m tired of tripping

Sounds loud enough to wake the dead

Hear 'em ringing on ringing ringing on

As if it’s not enough

From the dusk till dawn

They keep ringing on

Stumble to the mr.

coffee maker

Sip a little joe and lift me off

Shaking from the screams of hurry hurry

Smacking on the prime I’m way behind

Feel me ringing on yes I’m tingling on

As if it’s not enough

Sift the dusk till dawn

And I’ll be ringing on

Rolling into bed a little heavy

Bounded by the sound that blows my mind

Sister crying bleeding worry worries

Mother Mary God she sends her sign

Hear her ringing on yes she’s singing on

I’ll give her all my love

All are dreaming on in her black rust song

Ringing ringing on ringing ringing on

All are dreaming on in her black rust song