Call On Me

Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys
Sit here reliving the other self's mournings
Caught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings
Stand I

Reliving the past of the maddening impulse
The violent upheaval of pure driven instinct
The pure-driven murder
The attraction of daring
Stand I

Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call?

Wild being from birth
My spirit spurns control
Wandering the wide earth
Searching for my soul
Dimly peering, I would surely find
What could there be more purely bright
Than truth's day-star (why didn't you call on me?)

Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call?
Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call on me?
Why didn't you call?