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