When you call my name

When it's time again


When you call my bluff

When you've had enough

Above the din of days

A place behind the woods, they say



When you lose your cool

Must have been the same old fool

When you're off the rail

Must be time to sail away

Above the din of days

A place behind the woods, they say



Quiet and tucked away

You can breathe here

Slow it down here

No more

No deep end

No more

Stress again



Can you tame your life?

Can you fade away like fallen stars?

Can you lift the gate?

Can you play a soldier fallen dead?

Can you crawl away now?



What for?

What's it for?

What for?

Anymore?

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