All  along  I  was  searching  for  my  Lenore
And  the  words  of  Mr.Edgar  Allan  Poe
Now  I ’m  sober  and  nevermore
Will  the  raven  come  to  bother  me  at  home
Calling  you,calling  you  home
You,calling  you,calling  you  home
By  the  door  you  said  you  had  to  go
Couldn ’t  help  me  any  anymore
This  I  saw  coming  long  before
So  I  kept  on  staring  out  the  window
Calling  you,calling  you  home
You,calling  you,calling  you  home
I  am  a  natural  entertainer
Aren ’t  we  all  holding  pieces  of  dying  ember
I ’m  just  trying  to  remember
Who  I  can  call
Who  can  I  call
Home,calling  you  calling  you
I  run  a  secret  propaganda
Aren ’t  we  all  hiding  pieces  of  broken  ember
I ’m  just  trying  to  remember
Who  I  can  call
who  can  I  call
Born  in  a  world  of  opposite  attraction
Or  is  it,or  is  it  a  natural  conception
Torn  by  the  arms  in  the  opposite  direction
Or  is  it,or  is  it  a  modernist  reaction
Born  in  a  world  of  opposite  attraction
Or  is  it,or  is  it  a  natural  conception
Torn  by  the  arms  in  the  opposite  direction
Or  is  it,or  is  it  a  modernist  reaction
Is  it  like  this?Is  it  always  the  same?
When  a  heartache  begins,is  it  like  this?
Do  you  like  this?Is  it  always  the  same?
Will  you  come  back  again?Do  you  like  this?
Is  it  always  the  same?And  will  you  come  back  again?
Do  you  like  this?Oh  do  you  like  this?
Is  it  like  this?Is  it  always  the  same?
If  I  changed  my  mind,though  would  you  tell  me?
Is  it  like  this?Is  it  always  the  same?
When  a  heartache  begins,is  it  like  this?
If  you  like  this,will  you  remember  my  name?
Will  you  play  it  again?If  you  like  this