Call My Name

I lay these books
 I lay these books out on the table
 Bound but broken
 Complete but open
 Blow over
 Blow over these books I wrote
 Revive these tired bones
 Rewrite these words
 And I know
 Without these books I am simply nothing
 Just a hollow framework
 Just a hollow framework
 Blow over
 Blow over these books I wrote
 Revive these tired bones
 Rewrite these words
 And I confess
 I confess I am a writer
 With skewed ambitions
 But holy visions
 Blow over
 Blow over these books I thought I wrote
 The husk; my overcoat
 But yours is the kernel
 And I cannot feel the weight of your skin on mine
 No residue in my ear of the slightest sound but I
 I stand with the conviction that you are all I ever need
 You're all I ever need
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 So go on and call it again
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 So go on and call it again
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 So go on and call it again
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 I see lights when you call my name
 Call my name
 So go on and call it again