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'd bite the bullet, write a two page essay
The long haul's in the long hall
Of 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

I'm awoken by a square wave, square wave
So we'll talk a little delayed, delayed
After that I simply program a beat
The ambience has got me up off my feet
I wish that I could find some inspiration
During hours that don't curb my intentions
Across the ocean at a dead snail's pace
Your face is calling me, it's calling me, calling me home

You're driving away
Gotta think fast, think fast
Go to school and write a new track, new track
I look to God and ask for some direction
His face is calling me, it's calling me, calling me home


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Dead Snail's Pace song meanings
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