Termites
All that we are in old letters seems to be saved
We’re holding on, holding on
In your arms like a baby
On kitchen chairs and I’m crying
It’s already done, already done
There are termites in the table legs
Is that you or me thats shaking us?
God rest the shame of the family
Hanging around our necks like an heirloom
We’re holding on, holding on
We fall behind and salvation is far off my brothers and sisters
It’s already done, already done
(Chorus)