Calling
At night I hear you calling out her name
Do you find her in your dreams
All heated and brave?
At night when every sound is ten feet tall
Do you hear her in the house with you
Her palms against the door?
Calling out your name
Calling out your name
At night I hear you standing by the water
Urgent fingers pressing, breaking foil
Floating in the Kelvinator hum
The light stretches out like a cast
Holding to your face
Holding to your face
At night I feel you running for the lake
Anchored to the sheets and all in vain
At night I feel you clawing for the sack-cloth sky
And I am just a ghost from where you are
Calling out your name
Calling out your name