call the guardnni'm in the red roomnnwatching shadowsnnfall on my wallsnncall the guardnnmy lover is missingnnand no one's listeningnni'm alonennnncall the guardnni'm in the studynnreading bloody books left behindnnno one really commits completelynnand i should knownnthat's how it goesnnnnno, i won't go downnnno, i won't gonnnncall the guardnni'm in the back yardnnraking leaves and pulling vinesnnand on the roof a woman is cryingnnno one's dying, i understandnnnncall the guardnni'm in the kitchennnwatching pigeons fight for foodnnoh my lord my smorgasbordnnmy ears are deafnnwhere's my chord