I thought I heard a call from far away.
But now I think the sound was in my head.
I never hear that voice when it is day,
I only hear it lying in my bed.
I can’t quite tell you what it tried to say.
I’ll tell you how it made me feel instead.
It made me feel I should unfreeze my mind,
And once again return to my own kind.
It came to bring a message long ago.
But only managed then to say my name.
It took with it some things I used to know
And left me just a copy of the same.
And now I lie and listen ‘til the glow
Of day comes round, the voice cannot be tame,
Or else I could just summon it with thought
And then its sullen lesson could be taught.