The Calling
Van T Lyrics

Come, hold me now, I am not gone
I am still with you, so hold me close and don't feel alone

I would not leave you here alone
I wouldn't abandon you in this world where everything feels dead

In this dead calm beneath the waves
In this stagnant and still world which has nothing to offer

I can still hear those lost boys calling
I can still hear the voices of those who were lost and couldn't move on

You could not speak, you were afraid
You couldn't express yourself due to fear of being left behind

To take the risk of being left again
To face the possibility of being abandoned again

And so you tipped your hat and waved and then
You said your goodbyes and gave a farewell gesture

You turned back up the gangway of that steel tomb again
You went back to your mundane routine of everyday life

And in Mott street in July
In a particular time and place, reflecting on memories

When I hear those seabirds cry
When I hear sounds of nature which resemble the cries of lost souls

I hold the child, the child in the man
I hold onto the innocent child that still resides within a grown-up

The child that we leave behind
The childlike innocence that we inevitably lose as we progress through life

The spotlight fades, the boys disband
The lights go out, and the group falls apart

The final notes lie mute upon the sand
The last melodies are no longer audible and are lost into obscurity

And in the silence of the grave
In the quietness of death

I can still hear those lost boys calling
I can't shake the echoes of the calls of the fallen ones

We left them there when they were young
We abandoned them while they were still in their prime

The men were gone until the west was won
Their fathers were away until the end of the war

And now there's nothing left but time to kill
Now, all that's left is the emptiness of time to kill

You never took us fishin' dad and now you never will
You never had time for us, and now you'll never get a chance to make it up