The Call

Twilight on the jungle

And the jungle bugs are biting

The moon is coming up

And the stars are all igniting

The shadows are a creeping

And the creepy things are crawling

Sometimes something calls to me

And now I hear it calling

Out across the ocean

On a wave that has no ending

The winds are all a rising

And the colours are a blending

Evening is a spreading

And the shades of night are falling

Sometimes something calls to me

And now I hear it calling

Calling me like a wild wind

Calling me like a bell

Calling me like late for supper

Calling me like late for supper

Calling me like late for supper

Now the call is quiet

Now the dawn is breaking

Shadows are receding

And the sleepers are a waking

I never can recall

Just what it seemed to say

What seems so clear at nighttime

Is lost and gone by day