Lyrics On the Verge - Bay Laurel

On the Verge

Feeling tired, bitter and weak
We’re trying to keep the dead from falling asleep
Something is lost and it’s hard to tell right from wrong
There’s a war going on, it’s breaking us down
At least we’re not all alone in this cold
It’s time to call our God and ask what’s wrong
I know I was wrong but there’s so much to come
I don’t want to see all this pain around me
So call…
It’s all going down when everything’s fine
We need a cure but we don’t know what for
It’s sad but there’s no one to blame.
Time is always right
Maybe it’s just who we are, the game that we play
To leave must be better then end up this way
It’s time to call our God and ask what’s wrong
I know I was wrong but there’s so much to come
I don’t want to see all this pain around me
So call.
Please call.