When you call my name When it's time again When you call my bluff When you've had enough Above the din of days A place behind the woods, they say When you lose your cool Must have been the same old fool When you're off the rail Must be time to sail away Above the din of days A place behind the woods, they say Quiet and tucked away You can breathe here Slow it down here No more No deep end No more Stress again Can you tame your life? Can you fade away like fallen stars? Can you lift the gate? Can you play a soldier fallen dead? Can you crawl away now? What for? What's it for? What for? Anymore?