Sally Fingerett

There’s been some worry
Some lack of grace
Slow and unsteady
This breakable state
There’s been some anger
Some disrespect
Aimlessly fired out
No warning no rest
All through the night
And sometimes until dawn
We’ll distance our spirits
We try to move on

Do you remember
Sometimes we forget
We endlessly torment
Through foolish neglect
Don’t let this happen, baby
Don’t you let it in
We’ll turn out the demon
We struggle within
And when the dust settles
From all that’s been thrown
We’re privately grateful
Now, we can go home

©1993 Sally Fingerett, Green Fingers Music, BMI