Call To Arms - Laura Welsh

I concede, I know I have a tendency

To agree then question all you do

And I conceive, I know there’s an expectancy

To see in me what you want to

Sometimes I will still forget

We’re back at the start

Sometimes I will still regret

And will have a heavy heart

In the end

I’m staring at a picture all black-and-white

Yes I care

I wonder what you’re doing when you’re out all night

And I can’t stand it

This is not a call to arms

It’s a chance to hold on tight

C’mon honey, let’s put these wrongs to right

Can you see

Can you see that wood for the trees?

Wait to see, cause I’ll look for you

And honestly, I wonder how it’s come to be

The distance, so far removed