The Calling

Deep in your blood or a voice in your head
On a dark lonesome highway
It finds you instead
So certain it knows you, you can’t turn away
Something or someone has found you today
Genius or Jesus, maybe he’s seen us But who would believe us I can’t really say
Whatever the calling, the stumbling or falling
You follow it knowing
There’s no other way, there’s no other way
There are zealots and preachers
And readers of dreams
The righteous yell loudest
And the saved rise to sing
The lonely and lost are just waiting to hear
Any moment their purpose
Will be perfectly clear
And then life would mean more
Than their name on their door
And that far distant shore that’s so near
They’d hear the calling
And stumbling and falling
They’d follow it knowing
There’s nothing to fear
Nothing to fear
I don’t remember a voice
On a dark, lonesome road
When I started this journey so long ago
I was only just trying to outrun the noise
There was never a question of having a choice
Jesus or genie, maybe they’ve seen me But who would believe me I can’t really say
Whatever the calling, the stumbling and falling
I followed it knowing there’s no other way
Jesus or genie, maybe he’s seen me But who would believe me I can’t really say
Whatever the calling, stumbling and falling
I got through it knowing there’s no other way
There’s no other way