Heed the Calling - Death Hawks

through the mist and haze

way over mother the mountain

Deep from the depths of the fountain

I heed the calling

Sing out my loving child

Sing out into the night

You’ll find your way back home again

with the calling

Bum a ride to another time

Memories going down the line

Wash off this face, all my stains

I heed the calling

Sing out my dearest children

Sing out your heart and pray

You find your way back home again

with the calling