The Pull (Remastered Version)

Song The Pull (Remastered Version)
Artist Chicago
Album Stone of Sisyphus [XXXII]

Lyrics

Summertime came too soon,
Summers in kansas often do.
And the air was still,
I felt the pull.
I recall the heat rising from the ground in a way.
And I knew
I was the first to pass this way.
I believe
I step across some line,
Or I stumble through the doorway in space and time,
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name.
Always feel so alone,
Wherever I am
I feel the pull,
And the life
I've left behind the pull.
And in case
I have no future,
I've got the past
There's no telling just how long this play will last.
I believe
I step across some line,
Or I stumble through the doorway in space and time,
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name,
Never remembers.
I'm down, walking through a storm.
I hear a voice inside, crying,
It calls my name like a judge accusing,
Black robe hanging down, whoah,
Don't forget be brave about your love.
Well I walk across the murky room,
And there's flashes in my eyes,
I don't know what
I'm doin'.
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name.
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
Never remembers his name,
Never remembers his name,
I never remember my name.