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 You're 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