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Call Up The Future Stan Loh April 11, 2004 If every one seems to urge you, To crawl on fours t’ward the blue, Your jigsaw mind falls to pieces, Your confusion stuck in glue. When simple chores look like mountains, With cliffs that rise from your face, You hide in the comfort of darkness, Blinded windows dress up your place. CHORUS Call up your future, Change the line of your sky, There’s no reason to deny, Each step will bring you more. Patch up the picture, Through the traffic of tries, Trade the blues in your eyes, From an open door. Don’t pay no mind to oppression, It only makes you choose, Among the mired thoughts of depression, There’s a warm light that shines on you. Repeat Chorus
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