Call Me Out

There is an object
In the middle of an empty room
There is a subject
In the place between me and you

But I don't want you to worry
Where I go in that evil hour
I'm only down here at my station trying to figure out
What runs on that essential power

Behold, the brute degeneration
Old questions in the blood
The light that falls on you is the only light
I can't see the way I should

I want to talk about it

If you wake up and wonder
Why I'm not at your side
You'll find me sitting in the dark
Trying to understand the light
Though my friend might measure my love
By the time I take
Still my eyes betray me
At the end of every day

I am afraid

So maybe Jacob's on the ladder
Holding it down and halfway home
That leaves the rest of us descending in the dust
Or sleeping on the stone

Well there's a light here that I recognize
Or maybe my eyes are just failing me again
Maybe I might only mean just what I say
Still her light is leaving at the end of every day

I am afraid

Call me out if I'm not working
Call me out if I'm in the way
Call me out from the stone under the ladder
Call me out for the limits of my faith
Call me out for the place that I inherit
Call me out if I'm turning from the gate

Should I call you out for the same?

If you wake up and wonder
Why I'm not at your side
You'll find me sitting in the dark
Trying to understand the light
Though my friend might measure my love
By the time I take
Still her light is leaving
At the end of every day

I am afraid