Call My Name

I lay these books

I lay these books out on the table

Bound but broken

Complete but open

Blow over

Blow over these books I wrote

Revive these tired bones

Rewrite these words

And I know

Without these books I am simply nothing

Just a hollow framework

Just a hollow framework

Blow over

Blow over these books I wrote

Revive these tired bones

Rewrite these words

And I confess

I confess I am a writer

With skewed ambitions

But holy visions

Blow over

Blow over these books I thought I wrote

The husk my overcoat

But yours is the kernel

And I cannot feel the weight of your skin on mine

No residue in my ear of the slightest sound but I

I stand with the conviction that you are all I ever need

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

So go on and call it again

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

So go on and call it again

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

So go on and call it again

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

I see lights when you call my name

Call my name

So go on and call it again