The Calling

Deep in your blood or a voice in your head

On a dark lonesome highway

It finds you instead

So certain it knows you, you can't turn away

Something or someone has found you today

Genius or Jesus, maybe He's seen us

But who would believe us?

I can't really say

Whatever the calling, the stumbling or falling

You follow it, knowing

There's no other way

There's no other way

There's zealots and preachers

And readers of dreams

The righteous yell loudest

And the saved rise to sing

The lonely and lost

Are just waiting to hear

Any moment their purpose

Will be perfectly clear

And then life would mean more

Then their name on their door

And that far distant shore, that's so near

They'd hear the calling

And stumbling and falling

They'd follow it knowing

There's nothing to fear

Nothing to fear

I don't remember a voice

On a dark lonesome road

When I started the journey so long ago

I was only just trying to outrun the noise

There was never a question of havin' a choice

Jesus or genie, maybe they've seen me

But who would believe me?

I can't really say

Whatever the calling, the stumbling and falling

I followed it knowing there's no other way

Jesus or genie, maybe He's seen me

But who would believe me?

I can't really say

Whatever the calling, the stumbling and falling

I got through it knowing there's no other way

There's no other way