Lyrics
It’s the start of a good day, good day, good day
Things are going my way, my way fast
Illuminated by the LCD screen
Your face is calling me, it’s calling me, calling me home
One brain is telling me to sing praise, sing praise
The other side is yelling blasphemy, blasphemy
I bite the bullet, write a ten page essay
Long hauls in the long hall
Long halls and bathroom stalls
Ten hour flight but it’s worth it all
Across the ocean at a dead snail’s pace
Your face is calling me, it’s calling me, calling me home
Your face is calling me, it’s calling me, calling me home
I’m awokened by a square wave, square wave
Stolen taco, a little delay, delay
After that I’ll simply program a beat
The ambiance has got me up off my feet
I wish that I could find some inspiration
During hours that don’t curb my attention
Across the ocean at a dead snail’s pace
Your face is calling me, it’s calling me, calling me home
Driving away, gotta think fast, think fast
Go to school and write a new track, new track
Look to God and look for some direction
His face is calling me, it’s calling me, calling me home
His face is calling me, it’s calling me, calling me home