When you call my namenWhen it's time againnWhen you call my bluffnWhen you've had enoughnAbove the din of daysnA place behind the woods, they saynnWhen you lose your coolnMust have been the same old foolnWhen you're off the railnMust be time to sail awaynAbove the din of daysnA place behind the woods, they saynnQuiet and tucked awaynYou can breathe herenSlow it down herenNo morenNo deep endnNo morenStress againnnCan you tame your life?nCan you fade away like fallen stars?nCan you lift the gate?nCan you play a soldier fallen dead?nCan you crawl away now?nnWhat for?nWhat's it for?nWhat for?nAnymore?