The Calling

the calling is upon all our kind
we see because we open our hearts
even then we are sort of half blind
to see all our lost and scattered parts

come to my arms cause we will drink
till we are sober and then fly
not to escape but to open our minds
to understand the infinite
to lose the soul of our vanity
to break these chains
an' loose all our pains

hear the eternal calling in your mind
you'll see if we touch softly our hearts
child, then you can see why we are blind
help connect again all these sad parts

come to my warm arms and stand at the brink
then hold my hand and look at the sky
to capture the world with our minds
to grasp together the vast night
and to hold our sanity
and cast away the chains
an loose all our pains

the calling awoke in me some kind
of feeling that only just now starts
to work its way through my confused mind
come, now listen to our beating hearts

yeah come cause all we can think
is that we one day we'll wing and fly
across the sky with our open minds
into the bright white light
losing all worries of vantity and sanity
and free from all the chains
and leaving all our pains