Calling Out
A ring and an answer older than time
A belle and boxer proposing to fight
Zip up your pocketbook and don't lose your phone
I wanna call you tonight
Wear the right stones and cast the right spells
You never can tell on a high holy day
He had a different word for the light
And so the child was then sent away
Calling out
I wake my father
Calling out
I am innocent
Calling out
To protect you
Calling out
I see what I spent
So put to good use your limited voice
What you can't say, don't imply
Everything you are, nothing superimposed
In case the moon or the blackbirds fall out of the sky, and
Floating and ready, I reach my hand
Into my head and throw that thought away
Right now in Daphne as sure I breath
Every swimming thing crawls out of the bay, and
Calling out
I tell you I love you
Calling out
Aglow in the night, and
Hold on tight with open arms to what belongs to you
You need to learn to count past one and I do too
With the shrillness of a playground the dewed blades at night
For crime's sake were trodden in flight to the sea
Now bow to the canvas and take your leave
Hold the space and give the receiver to me
Calling out
I hear an answer
Calling out
What have I done?
Calling out
I see my mother
Calling out
Nearly home
Calling out
I wake my father
Calling out
I am innocent
Calling out
To protect you
Calling out
Now I see what I spent
A belle and boxer proposing to fight
Zip up your pocketbook and don't lose your phone
I wanna call you tonight
Wear the right stones and cast the right spells
You never can tell on a high holy day
He had a different word for the light
And so the child was then sent away
Calling out
I wake my father
Calling out
I am innocent
Calling out
To protect you
Calling out
I see what I spent
So put to good use your limited voice
What you can't say, don't imply
Everything you are, nothing superimposed
In case the moon or the blackbirds fall out of the sky, and
Floating and ready, I reach my hand
Into my head and throw that thought away
Right now in Daphne as sure I breath
Every swimming thing crawls out of the bay, and
Calling out
I tell you I love you
Calling out
Aglow in the night, and
Hold on tight with open arms to what belongs to you
You need to learn to count past one and I do too
With the shrillness of a playground the dewed blades at night
For crime's sake were trodden in flight to the sea
Now bow to the canvas and take your leave
Hold the space and give the receiver to me
Calling out
I hear an answer
Calling out
What have I done?
Calling out
I see my mother
Calling out
Nearly home
Calling out
I wake my father
Calling out
I am innocent
Calling out
To protect you
Calling out
Now I see what I spent
Credits
Writer(s): Bret Mosley
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