The Calling

Deep in your blood or a voice in your head

On a dark lonesome highway that finds you instead

So certain it knows you, you can't turn away

Something or someone has found you today

Genius to Jesus, maybe He saved 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

They're Zealots and preachers and readers of dreams

The righteous gel out of stand, the safe drives to sin

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, the 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 the journey so long ago

I was only just trying to outrun the norms

There was never a question of having a choice

Jesus to genius 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 to genius, maybe He seen me

But who would believe me, I can't really say

Whatever the calling, the stumbling and falling

I got through it knowing there's no other way, there's no other way