Beck and the Call Lyrics

A picture of a boy

Hiding hard behind

A joke or two

Just to seem fine

He'll interrupt your thoughts

With his own kind

What a long line

To wait in

It's the rise and the fall

The beck and the call

Of an impulse with no rails at all

And a trail that leads far back too long

The thoughts are in his head

And they're at even stake

To leave the gate

Each time

And his thoughts that don't relate

They confiscate

The thoughts you made

Each time

It's the rise and the fall

The beck and the call

Of an impulse with no rails at all

And a trail that leads far back too long

It's the rise and the fall

The beck and the call

Of an impulse with no rails at all

And a trail that leads far back too long