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