CALL ME HOME
This feeling, this half life
In these rooms where we once lay
No faces or traces...
Of a love or the games that we’d play
Shut out like a symphony – fade away
Cut down like the tallest tree – no sky to reach, air to breathe
Still life, like a photograph...
A far off distant place
This feeling, this anger
All the words that we’d never say
Still reeling, believing...
Wondering, did you feel the same way?
Shut out like a symphony – fade away
Cut down like the tallest tree – no more the rush of the breeze
Still life, like a photograph...
But the secret’s safe with me
This feeling – of leaving
All our past now dust-covered up
And hoping, not knowing...
From our dreams do we ever wake up?
Shut out like a symphony – fade away
Cut down like the tallest tree – no sky to reach, air to breathe
Still life, like a photograph...
A far off distant place
Call me in from the outside
Lead me home from the great escape
Lift me up so these feet don’t drag
Hold me down – make me stay
Call me...
Call me...
Call me home
