| 歌曲 | The Call |
| 歌手 | Beyond The Bridge |
| 专辑 | The Old Man & The Spirit |
| Old Man: | |
| Hear the voice | |
| They’re calling | |
| And haunting me | |
| Never Heard | |
| Such Questions | |
| Wonʼt let me free | |
| Iʼve never felt | |
| So insecure | |
| My peace of mind | |
| Disturbed by the urge to know | |
| I try to see | |
| But I am blind | |
| I try to see | |
| The truth behind | |
| Please come to me | |
| Awareness | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that I’ve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| As it passes away | |
| I can feel | |
| My duty | |
| To find the key | |
| Missing rules | |
| No order | |
| No sanity | |
| Ive never heard | |
| About this before | |
| My peace of mind | |
| Disturbed by the urge to know | |
| I try to see | |
| But I am blind | |
| I try to see | |
| The truth behind | |
| Please come to me | |
| Awareness | |
| I keep on yearning … | |
| I wish my life would disappear | |
| Or merge within a dream | |
| No questions, suffering or fear | |
| A clear, indifferent stream | |
| I wish my light would cease to burn | |
| But yet, my soul is torn | |
| And lets me face my last concern | |
| Why I was even born |
| Old Man: | |
| Hear the voice | |
| They' re calling | |
| And haunting me | |
| Never Heard | |
| Such Questions | |
| Won t let me free | |
| I ve never felt | |
| So insecure | |
| My peace of mind | |
| Disturbed by the urge to know | |
| I try to see | |
| But I am blind | |
| I try to see | |
| The truth behind | |
| Please come to me | |
| Awareness | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that I' ve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| As it passes away | |
| I can feel | |
| My duty | |
| To nd the key | |
| Missing rules | |
| No order | |
| No sanity | |
| Ive never heard | |
| About this before | |
| My peace of mind | |
| Disturbed by the urge to know | |
| I try to see | |
| But I am blind | |
| I try to see | |
| The truth behind | |
| Please come to me | |
| Awareness | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| I wish my life would disappear | |
| Or merge within a dream | |
| No questions, suffering or fear | |
| A clear, indifferent stream | |
| I wish my light would cease to burn | |
| But yet, my soul is torn | |
| And lets me face my last concern | |
| Why I was even born |