Attrition
Lyrics by:
Carol-Anne Day
Sometimes things end, sometimes they don’t.
Sometimes they lie in wait.
Like shadows they’ll hide in the dark,
To pounce on your sweetest mistakes.
Call them up
Call them out.
With the hands of a king, draw them on out.
It gets darker the deeper you dig.
It’s hardest to meet them face to face,
When you have nothing worthwhile to say.
Call them up
Call them out.
Call them on out
Turn ‘em into stone
Call them on up
Sometimes things end, sometimes they don’t.
Sometimes they lie in wait.
It’s hardest to meet them face to face,
When you have nothing worthwhile to say.
Call ‘em on up, call ‘em on out.