Calling Out

06:51
Alan Semerdjian

Lyrics

CALLING OUT Everyday, my friends are calling me. They say something about how we mean to each other, dear. It's something like the magic we sought after when we were reading about the brotherhood, the sisterhood, that makes up our literature. But you're calling out my name. But you're calling out my name, and it sounds just the same, sounds just the same, something completes the sound - it's the shadow in the light. We write about the stuff we dream about and we remember. I told you so many times I don't see the same as you. What good is it to be alike, we sound the same anyway? Oh well, it's just a little difference that makes the sunset fade that way. But you're calling out my name. But you're calling out my name, and sounds just the same, sounds just the same, sounds just the same, sounds just the same Now look at us, we're forgiven, and it takes all the time in the world for realization. You told me I was the most patient man you'd ever seen, but I'm waiting to prove it to you I'm not what I seem. But you're calling out my name. But you're calling out my name, and it sounds just the same, sounds just the same, oh and it sounds just the same, and it sounds just the same as it'll ever be.