Calling You کے بول

you've got a story to tell and a place to come home to yet, you choose to hide do you feel safer out here where no one will be watching or do you fear the light i am calling you i am watching you i walk with you i play like you unafraid and blue i hear them whipping the mule as they follow the coffin destined for the field the mourners behind i see you're walking amongst them i know you need my voice all these familiar faces all gathered around the open mouth i see your shadow down there - but then it's gone