I've got to go where you are Chloe! Chloe! Someone's calling calling, no reply Nightshade's falling, hear him sigh Empty spaces in his eyes Empty arms outstretched, he's he's crying Through the black of night If it's dark or bright I'll go through the dismal swampland

I won't take the easy road Show me my silver lining, I try to keep on keeping on I hear a voice calling calling Calling Calling out for me These shackles I've made in an attempt to be free Be it for reason, be it for love Show me my silver lining The easy road, the easy

The secret messages are calling calling to me endlessly They call to me across the air The messages across the atmosphere They whisper in your ear, they're calling calling everywhere A moving stream of information That is floating on the wind The secrets never end And

I've been there, I've done that I've lost myself before Fight my regret I swear, I swear there's hope left I'll probably be back My heart pounds, my chest hurts It only gets worse I'll try not to go back Death calling calling, "just collapse"

I won't take the easy road Show me my silver lining, I try to keep on keeping on I hear a voice calling calling Calling Calling out for me These shackles I've made in an attempt to be free Be it for reason, be it for love Show me my silver lining The easy road, the easy

She'll never walk away (I don't think you understand) In the night she hears him calling calling In the night she's dancing to relieve the pain In the night when she comes crawling Dollar bills and tears keep falling down her face But I don't mind, I don't mind

When love was still around One day before it all came crashing down And I can hear the sirens still calling calling your name And I can see the ashes rise up from the flames It's easy to think twice A choice can change your life And I can see the flashing lights

Calling America Yeah, we're living in In a modern world Calling Calling America (can't get a message through) Calling America (that's what she said to do) Calling America (that's where she has to be) Calling America (she left a number for me) Somebody told her

So long my friend, my foe, my love, my pain The road's calling calling out my name Dreaming of La Boheme Maybe I'll go to Barbizon Or see a girl before she catches cold and she's gone Or maybe I'll just travel on So long my flame, my warmth, my fear, my fight

Rock you like a hurricane It's early morning, the sun comes out Last night was shaking and pretty loud My cat is purring, it scratches my skin So what is wrong with another sin? The night is calling calling, I have to go The wolf is hungry, he runs the show He's