The calling

Selectively blind
We draw the line
Between sympathy
And what we choose to believe

Thoughtless again
The burden that we bare
Ignore guilty eyes
All is learned in refrain
I feel there is
Something that I must do
In a world whose eye's have grown cold
With no hands bound

I'll make a promise
To wait for the new
Vision that's calling me
Memories in the distance
Brought into view
Voices are calling me

A passionless voice
Lost in the rain
Reflections of out lives
In an emotionless face

A child is born in rage
All carried in vain
Your guilty eyes
Are all that remain

I said that I'd never fall
Into the trance of delusion's rage
Oh father I swear

I'll make a promise
To wait for the new
Visions are calling me
Memories in the distance
Brought into view
Voices are calling me