Distant Call - Broadcast

Don’t let the shadows fall

And govern you no more

Your thoughts from now begin at this stall

I know the stairs descend

Voices will not be warm

I am your distant call

Some words cannot be bound

No anchor can be found

This land which used

Will be too confused

And when they shake your hand

The ground will break away

I’m not made of clay

I know the stairs descend

And the hours dies away

You found reflection there

You will not lose your way

Oh let the shadows fade

I know those second thoughts

My time is held on pause

I know the stairs descend

And the hours dies away

You found reflection there

And you will not lose your way