Call It Out - The Outfield

Privilege is not a word that shook these hands

Determination is a phrase I understand

Learning not to lose just made me so much stronger

I can justify the way I am forever

Call it out, don’t look the other way

Call it out, tomorrows just too late

Silver spoon is not a life I tried to find

Growing up upon the streets that shaped my mind

Tenements were two a penny on the never

I remember how we talked the walk forever

Call it out, don’t look the other way

Call it out, tomorrows just too late

Sunday morning markets

Traders down the lane

Pennyfields and gardens

Times about to change

Now it’s just become a town without a soul

The salt was taken from the earth, nowhere to go

Community is just a word that stands for sorrow

It’s hard to walk these streets today, tonight, tomorrow

Call it out, don’t look the other way

Call it out, tomorrows just too late

Call it out, don’t look the other way

Call it out, tomorrows just too late