A light piece of glass begins to fall and makes me wonder How do I make use of this? I stumble around to find that this is all I've got I stumble around to find that this is all I need And the wake up is calling me home A sudden thought of disbelief clouds my every conscience But how do we seek refuge here? I panic a bit to find that this is all I've got I panic a bit to find that this is all I need And the wake up is calling me home And the wake up is calling me It's calling me How could I miss that? The troubled mind speaks back How could I miss that? The troubled mind speaks back And the wake up is calling me home And the wake up is calling me home
