Lyrics The General Calling - The Panics

The General Calling

Someday I hear him calling
The broken sound
It slow us down
It’s gently spoken
It stares us down
It opens the ground
The general calling
It’s oh so late
To try recalling
A staring crowd
overbearing sound
Struck in motion
A silent stand
Recurring plans
Keep gently calling
A stolen glance
A blown chance
The general calling
I’ll give you a word to hold
cos it covers my whole damm world
Any weight left to load
Its history on the road
Someday I hear him calling
The broken sound
It slows us down
Its gently spoken
It stares us down
It opens the ground
The general calling