You fell from the sky. Crash landed in a field. Near the river Adur. Flowers spring from the ground. Lambs burst from the wombs of their mothers. In a hole beneath the bridge. She convalesce she fashioned masks of clay and twigs. You cried beneath the dripping trees. Ghost song lodged in the throat of a mermaid. [Chorus]. With my voice. I am calling you. You're a young man waking. Covered in blood that is not yours. You're a woman in a yellow dress. Surrounded by a charm of hummingbirds. You're a young girl full of forbidden energy. Flickering in the gloom. You're a drug addict lying on your back. In a Tijuana hotel room. [Chorus]. With my voice. I am calling you. With my voice. I am calling you. You're an African doctor harvesting tear ducts. You believe in God. but you get no special dispensation for this belief now. You're an old man sitting by a fire. hear the mist rolling off the sea. You're a distant memory in the mind of your creator. don't you see?. [Chorus]. With my voice. I am calling you. With my voice. I am calling you. [Post-Chorus]. Let us sit together until the moment comes. [Chorus]. With my voice. I am calling you. [Post-Chorus]. Let us sit together in the dark until the moment comes. [Chorus]. With my voice. I am calling you. With my voice. I am calling you. With my voice. I am calling you. With my voice. I am calling you