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Song Lyrics
Alive In There No Good Answers
Between The Dirt And Sky Rain On Troy
Between The Lines Rejected Novelist Fails Again
Big Feeling Release
By Face Not Name Sleeping
Can't Raise My Head Slip Away
Elvis Is Still Dead Some Memories Never Die
Everything Is Still Switchblade
Gina The Point
Here She Comes Again The Road Is Not Your Only Friend
I Still See You The Save
In A Town Like This ‘Til They Cut Me
Killer Trainwreck 49
London Un-Natural Act
Lubbock Texas We Don’t Ask
Molasses And Stone Wind Changing
Native Dog Creek You Should've Waited
Never Loved The Man You Tremble
Alive In There
It's a dry heat (that) blew him through town
Why would a service station throw it's shadow down?
Does anybody live here?
Is there anyone alive in here?

Night falls in, flashlights' glare
Reflects off glass, shows a hollow stare
Does anybody live there?
Is there anyone alive in there?

That road leads somewhere new, his time will come at last
For now he'll check that room, for now he'll stare right past
Nobody lives there
There's nothing alive in there
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Between the Dirt and Sky
They always prey on women like her
They read self-doubt in the way she walks
He suckered her in with a hollow kind word
Saying ‘I just love the soft way you talk’
‘You won’t leave!’ he’d scream ‘How could you?’
As they replayed the same bloodless fight
Hadn’t seemed long ‘till the joy had left them
And the dark long silence entered their nights

They were going for a meal with her sister
They’d been fighting before leaving home
And he struck her so hard that his palm had blistered
Slap make-up couldn’t hide the bruises on her bones
She left the restaurant table without warning
It was not like her to make a fuss
Saying “You’ll not see me tomorrow morning…
I’m taking the next Brisbane bus
Yeah, I’m leaving on the next Brisbane bus”
There’s vultures waiting on nights like these
For a woman to leave on her own
The car pulled up beside her near a dark grove of trees
The clouds were thick and the night wind groaned

And my body lay broken, naked and alone
The crows pecked out my eyes
And the flesh fell off my bones
I watched it all between the dirt and the sky

And the officers came to drag him out of our home
With cuffs around his wrists
Our neighbours saw him get led off alone
Standing with their hands in fists

They all cried out ‘How could you?’
They know he was looking for me that night
Now watching his pleas from out of the TV
They disbelieved the tears he cried
But I see him squatting in that cold cell
Yeah I watch it all between dirt and sky
Took a random act to curse him to hell
And a stranger done took both our lives Yeah a stranger, he took both our lives
That man he took both our lives

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Between the Lines

I'd like to think you can't leave me here
But every highwayman knows - you do what you please
Strand a man searching for your face
In every half-hung tear
And listening for your voice
In any half-heard sneeze
How would it feel to have heard the call
But to fumble the catch and un-hand the ball
Ask the one who has been shaken awake in the night
But to not listen hard enough
Fire a shotgun to the light
I know you're out there (I've felt your hand)
I'll search you out somehow
'Cause there's music waiting
Out in the rain
I'm hearing in it now

I know you're still singing (I strain to hear)
But our work is cut out
'Cause the air around here
Is so full and heavy
With voices all yelling
Voices full of nothing
Voices only selling
Second hand hope
Just to escape who you are
But you've always known better
Than to hide in projections
Or to wear a clever mask
Like paper protection
And in the thunderclap roar
Of my race through and round
The hills of who I am
I see what I could be
As I hear that phone ringing
And I hear her voice
(with yours' between the lines)

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Big Feeling

Well I lost my self respect with every indiscretion
And I hollowed my insides with every unlearned lesson
Yes, and the sheets smelled of the burn
And I folded and I lost
Lonely morning's cold out here
When nothing comes across

That big feeling
Carries you on as it flows
And we've been reeling
From those morning/mourning body blows
I've been steeling
Every second that I can
To find that big feeling from which I ran

You try to call it like it is
Never felt so true before
You tell yourself it's just a movie
But it's not funny anymore
You set yourself up for a fall
Like you believe that you don't care
And fit yourself inside a bottle
With only room for you in there

That big feeling
Carries you on as it flows
And we've been reeling
From those morning/mourning body blows
I've been steeling
Every second that I can
To find that big feeling from which I ran

I'm aching on the inside
And I’m weary of the pace
And I’m bruising with each and every step
On my fall from grace
The road I’m on has got me kneeling
For you to roll over my world
And that big feeling
Keep it coming on girl

That big feeling
Carries you on as it flows
And we've been reeling
From those morning/mourning body blows
I've been steeling
Every second that I can
To find that big feeling from which I ran
That big feeling

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By Face Not Name

A lone car stopped as I walked home that night
I ignored all the warnings a young lady hears
By the time that I knew what he had on his mind
It was too far for screaming and too cold for tears
Too far for screaming and too cold for tears

I waited three months for my story to tell
When the stares fell on me as I started to show
My mother said she wasn't surprised that I fell
My friends said "She never hitched rides home before"
"We never seen her hitching a ride home before."

I see all the girls down at the hair salon
They think I don't know which man got me this way
But the boys at the bar all know how they got on
Still I only know him by face but not name
Never since seen his face, and I don't know his name

Solutions are posed with a whispering fear
How "those doctors have no morals, and besides;
It'd cost you too much if you like living here;
With doors open, courts closed and all smiles
supplied".
Doors open, courts closed and all smiles supplied

When the time comes for me to hold that child to my breast
Will I feel only love or will my heart hold doubt?
Will I too see his face like I do when in rest?
All whiskey-fire breath with his hand on my mouth
His whiskey-fire breath with one hand on my mouth

A lone car stopped as I walked home that night
I ignored all the warnings a young lady hears

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Can't Raise My Head

Well I'm flying
See those scabs upon the land
You see I've been trying
To push clouds out of my head
Since I raised my hand
Can't raise my head

Well I hold the reins
Can't stay on the ride
Still see purple stains
A cross our white bed
Raise it up all night
Can't raise my head

I've got your picture here
I can't meet it's stare
My open chest is bare
Jawbone full of lead
Can't see you there
Can't raise my head

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Elvis Is Still Dead

Road is still rocky
The creek bed's full of thorns
And there's contraband in stockings
Strapping gus down to the lawn
And just one pin-prick of daylight
Good god could do me in
Just as sure as yamba fist fights
Etch their razors in your skin

Elvis is still dead
You're still long gone
I'm still searching for a bed
Still scraping up these scraps of songs
We're all still peering out of
The edge of a hole
Chuck Berry's waiting to be crowned
As the king of rock'n'roll

There's still all those log cabins
Sitting empty in the woods
As an old rust bucket climbs the hill
Pistons pounding through the hood
And the shopping malls are growing
And we're supposed to need the goods
Hell my chest is overflowing
For you to tap in if you would

Elvis is still dead
You're still long gone
I'm still searching for a bed
Still scraping up these scraps of songs
We're all still peering out of
The edge of a hole
Chuck Berry's waiting to be crowned
As the king of rock'n'roll

Pin cushion head's been red-eyed
Lying awake up on the roof
Roy's got his hands full and tied
Keeping scrap-heap off the juice
And I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
Sweet all hear me now
That silver bird climbs on the fire
Let's reel it in somehow

Elvis is still dead
You're still long gone
I'm still searching for a bed
Still scraping up these scraps of songs
We're all still peering out of
The edge of a hole
Chock Berry's waiting to be crowned
As the king of rock'n'roll

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Everything Is Still

You've been feeling like an axle
On a car that you don't trust
You no longer want the journey
But you tell yourself you must
You plug it in to find the reason you do it for
'Till the strings start scraping
Sounds are shaping
Sending out their chill
Until the air is shaking
And the movement's making
Lines blur at their will
Everything is still

Fredericksburg's not too far away
Heading down i-95
Yeah, but Sundays got you crawling
Slow enough to check your pulse
Time zones stop the phone calls
You know (too well) how that feels
Waitress with 'too much' eye makeup
Brings you your' eight-buck meal
You could almost bet
The air's so wet you'd swear
It oughta spill
Flies buzz 'round the streetlights
You've got nothing but time to kill
Everything is still

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Gina

Power's down, wind all around
Whipping grass, send a chill to the bone
This I see can't touch me
I've bricks and glass all of my own
Proud man - that I am
I just can't go back to that place
'Cause I know that you're prowling now
And I can hear just what they'll say

That "it'll all fall down
Someone'll run in fright"
In such a small, small town
You're never far from sight
They said that "you'll fall for now
Then it's just dimming of the light"
Oh Gina did we have to make 'em right?

The sun is down, no-one around
TV’s out and so's the phone
Let silence be no threat to me
I've got hollow words here all of my own
" an independent right to the end"
All through the years you learned to stray
And a fool is all I’m seen to be
For taking you in and not making you stay

" It’ll all fall down
The later the day, the greater the height"
This town it don't allow
You to stay far from sight
They said "a smile leads to a frown
No matter how you try"
Oh Gina did we have to make 'em right?

" It’ll all fall down
The later the day, the greater the height"
This town it don't allow
All your secrets in the night
They said "a smile leads to a frown
No matter how you try"
Oh Gina did we have to make 'em right?
Oh Gina did we have to make 'em right?

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Here She Comes Again
Here she comes again, ravens call it from the trees
Car tires hiss it on the road as you wait upon your knees
She’s God’s work so fine, as if you needed proof
To punctuate each punch line she stabs her glass at the roof
She’s a lightning rod
The air sucks out of the room when she walks in
Here she comes again

She’s the tender-est mercy, she’s tough as nails
Your back is arched and ready to heave a thousand pails
That are filled up with mens’ tears and you so easily broken
And tossed off to one side by off hand words spoken
They roll off her tongue, but it’s all undone
With a touch of her hand
She’s the highest command
Need her so bad it’s a sin
Here she comes again

Don’t be lying in the gutter, don’t be crying at the day
She’s a blow torch mind and you stood in the way
She threw CDs at him like they were Ninja Stars
Kicked him out in the street in front of the rush hour cars
And the drivers all laughed at him
As the lights flashed in her eyes
Her dark curls flow wild
She’s a force that can’t be denied
Don’t fight it – you’ll never win
Here she comes again
Here she comes again

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I Still See You

I still see you
And I still breath you
In the cruel night air
In every girls hair
In a headlights' glare
In a mirrors' stare
Whenever I might need you
I still see you

I still see you
Do you see me too?
In an overflowing drain
Or in a lipstick stain?
Whenever you fell pain
We never could abstain
Even when you don't want me to
I still see you
I don't want to die on my own

I still see you
If I could be you
I'd wipe my face
Away without a trace
From that cold place
That keeps your soul encased
In the leaches that bleed you
I still see you

I still see you
When I can't reach you
I still see your dark eyes
Pushing to be told lies
Pushing cracks in smiles
Chilling across the miles
That separate we two
I still see you
I don't want to die on my own

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In A Town Like This

In a town like this idle words turn black
Twist and turn behind your back
And before you know it slip through the cracks
And get taken as facts
She's been with one man now (going) on year 14
It's the devil you know, versus a life unseen
She may talk tough, but she laughs clean
And pure as a dance, but given half a chance
I'd kiss her neck sitting on the dunes
Hear the wind in her hair play its lonely tune
If I could do it all now it couldn't be too soon
For me to look her in the eye
And say I’m not gonna make any demands
I want you to take a place in my plans
Your ways, I can't say I’d understand
But I can promise that I’ll try

This could all come to naught
Still I feel it's been worth the thought
'Cause hope can't be sold or bought
Like a shoe or an old guitar
Thoughts like days and years fly by
I may forget how she caught my eye
Still she made me whole for a little while
And that's more than some can say
I first met her in the sticks
She had mischief in her working its tricks
When I saw her I heard Hendrix

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Killer

All you young girls come in every Friday night
And you smile at me as if you know me to be kind
When to see your pain could be all that I crave
I could've been a killer in my day

You think that when a man comes of age
That he magically sets aside his bitterness and rage?
Well, to tell you the truth wouldn't be such a shame
I could've been a killer in my day

Should I haul you up by the collar of your coat
So close you can smell every last gin on my breath
And spit words of fury just to illustrate my rage?
I could've been a killer in my day

If I sat down with an evil man I’m sure I would find
The same cruel thoughts, they have all crossed my mind
And it's only my decisions let these impulses lay
I could've been a killer in my day

I took a desperate stranger in my house for a stay
And he stole my lady before he stole away
I'd've given anything to have made that man pay
I could've been a killer in my day

Well I’ve come this far down my own road
Every step is one that I’ve taken alone
And as you enter life that's how you leave - on your own
So it matters not what you say
I could've been a killer in my day
(Come this far, I will get there, come this far on my own)

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London

I see you standing there
With your dark hair falling around
Holding up my pretenses
I feel defenses fall down
E Everyone can see
The crumbling in me
Last time I walked these streets
The air was all cold
I had holes in my shoes
And an obligation to a role/roll
To colour in London
Let it take it's toll.

You give joy with the dances
And your knowing glances are mine
You give a hold on attention
And a full-blown suspension of time
Everyone could know
I just stumbled into this show
Now my ears are ringin
As you're hanging up the phone
And all the lines have been singin
With the way you make 'em your own
I'm flying into London
You made it feel like home.

Now we're done with working
And there's no-one lurking around
In our world I don't mind
Just how slowly time is unwound
Everyone else is outside
And I couldn't care less for the reasons why
Now there's kaleidoscopes
In the leaves falling in an empty lot
I'm flying on my feet
And the target don't judge the shot
Girl you gave me London
I'll give you all I've got
You gave me London.

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Lubbock Texas
The highway’s a river pulling muck through this town
Fools who don’t look where they drive
Three years today since they ran my son down
Since then things’ve never been right
Kathleen and i fought like damnation
Though neither thought the other to blame
Now i live alone in the back of our gas station
With no-one to carry my name

Trucks hit 84 then pull on out of sight
As last light hits the edge of town
It’s just the stars and the moon and the cold breath of night
Gonna watch this old rounder go down

Two boys planted at the holiday inn
They smashed the front window with a block of stone
While i slept with my hand on a bottle of gin
They took off with all the money i own
Just as well no-one shoved a barrel in my face
Or someone would’ve died that night
I work to long and hard in this place
For punks to get away without a fight
State trooper caught ’em speeding out through Tahoka
And brought an end to their spree
I got back my cashbox, it’s door swinging open
Not much left to comfort me

Their rounding up rattlers right now in sweetwater
They come from the whole world round
No-one’s with me not a son or a daughter
To watch this old rounder go down

Trucks hit 84 then pull on out of sight
As last light hits the edge of town
It’s just the stars and the moon and the cold breath of night
Gonna watch this old rounder go down
Gonna watch this old rounder go down

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Molasses and Stone
You put your hand through the skin of my arm
And I’m falling through the floor
The magic act of your casual charm
I can’t shrug it away any more

You put your cool hand onto my head
And I’m mumbling molasses and stone
You’re weaving your spell in the tomb of my bed
I can’t shrug you away on my own

My demons can feed you
Every line in the book
Good God I can’t bleed you
Out of my eyes
You walk by my side
You sit in my pocket
With each hit I took

You put your hands on my knees and thighs
And I kneel at the bottom of a well
Your finest trick is to cloak prying eyes
I can’t shrug you away so I fell
I can’t shrug you away so I fell

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Native Dog Creek

Take my chain, know that on you I lean
Wash that stain, ingrained - it'll never come clean

Made your choice, with it I will stand
Break my voice, pieces trickle through your hands

No regret, you hide what you did to me
But I can't forget that morning at native dog creek

There's something we both know
To you, I will show
All about pain

It's so long ago that you took me by the hand
We both know, why you done it I’ll never understand

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Never Loved The Man

Mother looks so torn, why can't she see?
Things are back the way they've always been
I sing in the shower and I sit alone in our home
We've always been alone
I hear mother in her room start to cry
Whenever she thinks I’ve gone to sleep at night
I'd share her pain but I never can
I never loved the man

I hate to see her feel this way
But I’m not sad to see him sent away
I don't miss his crummy jokes I don't miss his mess
The way he comes and goes as he please
I'm an only child - I just want a family
I don't understand her pain, though I try
Life goes on - hers and mine
He's gone, he's gone...
I never loved the man

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No Good Answers

Sometimes love feels like
Some kind of sickness inside
Sometimes love feels like
Some kind of sickness inside
And it's comin' from in you
Tearin at you where you lie

I've done no time with drinking
But I know why many men do.
I've done no time with drinking
But I know why many men do
So they forget how this old life
Has it's claws in you

That good girl asked me
" is this the way it's always gonna be?"
That sweet girl asked me
" is this the way it's always gonna be?"
W ell I kept on walking people
I had no good answers you see

There's plenty of drifters and they're all
Fit enough to blow past her door
There's plenty of drifters and they're all
Fit enough to blow past her door
When I've found me some answers (here's bettin')
She won't pose those questions no more

I lay down at night
The road is lungin' at my dreams
I lay down at night
That old road is lungin' at my dreams
One day I'll move past it
To where my blood's runnin' clean

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Rain On Troy
They roll sidewalk here at nine
Tuck it under their arm
So I walk alone through my dirt
Safe from joy of temptations harm
From barmen quick to sympathise
Sigh, nod your head and fill your glass
Collar loose, trained tear in eye
Soothe your' ill with some cheapskate pass
Blood red petals cloud the view of
A copper disc moon hung up clear
There's a rose growing through my heart
I'm dying without you here
So much rain on Troy
Is it ever gonns dry up?

All the slot machines stopped flashing
Road's icy out by the Super 8
This whole town just lost it's passion
On the North road to the interstate
The joker says "go bet the lot
Taste the loss and try again"
I meant it when I said I'd stop
Did you ever hear me lay a bet on when
Poison from a sharp tooth thorn
Does it's hard work in my veins
There's a rose growing cold and forlorn
I'm dying without you out in the rain

Stars blink up at night-time's test
Their sleepless eyes search for sun
There's a rose growing through my chest
My roots have been ripped up by the race I've run
So much rain on Troy
Is it ever gonna dry up?
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Rejected Novelist Fails Again
They go ahead and publish any old dross
They turn their nose up at me it was literature's loss
It's amazing you can carry a sledgehammer down the street
Pass parking security without missing a beat
Such a clear blue sky and lunch break is soon
Elevators descend from all those little grey rooms
They'll be coming for me
They'll be coming for me

I read a suicide manual and I picked my doom
I'm following a plan at the strike of noon
The hammer rings the bell on every bonnet and trunk
The crunch of Merc windshields is making me drunk
I'm smashing Jags and BMs down the line
The heated voices behind mark the end of my time
They're coming for me
I hear them coming for me

I'll fill this stink hole city with a dying scream
I'll haunt the souls of every man who squashed my dream
All the suits and the ties, they're all going to hell
There's a pounding in my head like the liberty bell
It's the steel caps and fists going boom! Boom! Boom!
I hear an ambulance siren coming way too soon
Don't let them come for me
Don't let them rescue me
They're coming for me
It's not supposed to be this way
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Release

Old friend the door was always open
The darkest moment right there for you to seize
Both hands reach every minute hopin'
For release

Boy up on stage plays blue on a white guitar
Phrase in, phrase out, they only serve to tease
The water cool can only cleanse so far
Toward release

Jackie sits looking for a rewind
Remembering how she found you lying in the street
Knowing that you only hoped to find
Your release
Release

You checked out on time you had it planned so well
When they found you there they say you looked like me
I'll see you 'round the time's not mine to tell
For release
Release
For release

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Sleeping
I'm sorry, were you sleeping?
I needed to hold you now
Blue light flickers through the Econolodge night
Story upon story builds fog in my sight
Each face that I see has one eyebrow cocked
Hand below counter, the safe box is locked
The smirk says "You don't know I shouldn't be here
Go back to sleep now, have no fear..."

I hear how your heart is beaten
We could do with some victory now
Snowed in on both sides and the box is no help
Can't seem to see far enough from myself
Can I be sure a cry of the heart has some worth
Not just filling in time before crashing to earth
There's doubt in the night as you lie sweetly breathing
In the haze of my life am I just walking 'round sleeping?
Sleeping, walking 'round...
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Slip Away
Through the week he sits looking out across the field
With a headaches' grip that won't let up
Brought on by the clutter of trivial things
Still it makes him feel better when Son House sings
The view's clear to the horizon clear and wide
Except for the power poles off to one side
He lights up a smoke as the next song begins
To slip away from the age we're in

The needle slowly rises from the groove
The record's slid back in it's sleeve
And carefully placed back on the shelf
He grabs the case sitting by the door
And heads on out past the truck stop signs
Last light drops on the thin white lines
Saturday night when the act begins
Slip away from the age we're in
Saturday night when the act begins
Slip away from the age we're in

Under the lights he stomps and he sighs
Throws his head back way off mic
Brass tube on steel it slips and it whines
Back to '25 in his mind
All that makes his body so tense
Is all the more for him to rail against
Saturday night when the act begins
Slip away from the age we're in
The days of wages and pages of sin
Can't escape from the age we're in
The days of wages and pages of sin
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Some Memories Never Die

Double-decker number nine
Let out a sound all wound up like a siren
And I felt her shudder next to me
Remembering the air-raids in the night
The last fifty years just shot right by

Some memories never die

Like a curl of smoke, the notes
Bounced off the Apollo theatre walls
And all the words fell to the floor
As two thousand mouths all sighed
The fingers stick out, the cabs roll by

Some memories never die

Trade thoughts of guilt for shame
A simple word's not that hard to say...?

You act like an even plane
Is to bleach everything in your sight
(does your mother have to wonder
Where you were stolen in the night?)
Your silence will haunt you where you lie

Some memories never die

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Switchblade
There's plenty of switchblade traitors here
Slight of hand can fool the eye
To disguise the dagger clenched beneath the kiss
The news is darker than I feared
Cold, down, spat out like a sigh
Rain all over just to hide the sight of bliss
And they're flashing thorny lies around the room
My hollowness as perfect as a tear
I'm listening for a single work that's true
But you're not here

There's little could hold you too long here
I'm confessing that the shame's mine
Temptation takes me that same way
You made the break and cleared the slate
Now I'm calling on the main line
There's such fiction here that steers the ship today
And your lifting as you're floating through the room
I turn my head each time I feel you near
But the devil's always trying to block the view
So you're not here

I roll my sleeve to take it on the chin
Charge my glass and raise it with a cheer
And I celebrate my fortress within
'Cause you're not here
Yeah, you're not here
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The Point

There's a point you're told is close enough
like a camera lurks behind your eyes
they're thinking you don't feel the same
but you're drowning too with no escape
no escape.

There's a point where all will shut you out
so you watch 'em drift off through the room
but you hold the keys so you have to wait
to pull over ten times on the drive home
yeah you know the way home.

There's a point where all rough edges fade
you're dancing free of frowns and stares
I often long to dip my big toe in
I might sink like a stone in your curly hair
your curly hair.

There's a point I wanna reach with you
but I'm holding back for fear (or pride)
from the roller-coaster around this zoo
I just count the casualties of the ride
I just count the casualties of the ride
the point is...?

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The Road Is Not Your Only Friend
You've been grinding out the days, miles and galleys in your palm
Spending all of your down time playing amber solitaire
Wearing nothing but long sleeves to hide the scars in your arms
From the shivered fuzz of burning skin with cigarettes
If you're looking down a hole each time you peer out of the blinds
I can tell you right now sir that there are still some who care
When notes fall like silver and the words ring true like time
Your life is not this lonely night, the road is not your only friend

You watched the pivot and the swing candle lit in that bar
Rolled and tumbled the hall at evening's end
On an April Monday night in Cedar Rapids Iowa
Your life is not this lonely night, the road is not your only friend
Your life is not this lonely night, the road is not your only friend

The fog of imitators might blow on through your eyes some nights
But they couldn't touch you sitting on the wall at
Tailem Bend
She shared your last cigarette lord, she was such a sight
Your path splits every way from here, the road is not your only friend
Your path splits every way from here, the road is not your only friend
Your life is not this lonely night, the road is not your only friend
Your life is not this lonely night, the road is not your only friend
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The Save
Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
There's a word in here's gonna drag her back

I drunk all but a train fare back out west
I drunk all but a train fare back out west
I wanna lay my head on my baby's breast

Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze
Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze
She'll be hitting me hard, I'll be begging her
"Please"

The venom in your' letters felt real when I read 'em
Sitting in the cool Newtown shade
Though it might seem absurd I meant every word
Of those hollowed out promises I made
In the meltdown shallow town fall around out of our heads
Drowning while the game is played
I shoveled my grave as you tried to make the save

You kicked my chair from the table and I've scarcely been able
To stop myself from running off the rails
Now I'm scared to admit how hard I would quit
If my mission to your' door was to fail
My tongue is all thick, I need to get to you quick
But this goddamn train is like a snail
Steady hands I pray that they're sure to make the save

Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
There's a word in here's gonna drag her back
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‘Til They Cut Me Down

Orange Skies over West Gate traffic flow
Turns the bay to folded sheets of copper down below
Buildings turn from factories to magic lights that glow
And I’m taking on a darkness of my own

Windshield of dead flies, no longer free to roam
Heading out of the roadhouse from one more ever-ringing phone
Movement can make you weary, rushing with the engine’s moan
And I’m taking on a feeling she’s not in there alone

Night air is wheezing through the jeans and her nightgown
Two bodies won’t be freezing where candlelight has them bound
Windowless breaking is sometimes the sweetest sound
And I’m taking on a feeling of running ‘till they cut me down
‘Till they cut me down

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Trainwreck 49

He took it like he thought a man might
And shrugged, like he understood
Trying all through Trainwreck 49
Turn it up! 'Till you're floating through the wood
Wet hair falling 'round those eyes
Will tear at your mind if you let it
Hang that movie out to dry
If you’re brown paper dreams will let you forget it
Telephone wire is a brittle line
Leaves silences that demand replies
Through Swansea and Belmont he pushed the floor
To catch her falling through the door

Drunk on trying to sleep it off
So you lean the car through every turn
Your chest is sunken beneath the cloth
Do you steel yourself for the icy burn?
The rain has made the tar all greasy
I know I should shy from this kind of deal
But I tell you my mind, it forgets how easy
Cold wet hands can slip off the wheel
You wait so long in a Newcastle night
For a lonely cab to pull out of sight
And you can wear out a hole in a hard wood room
Headed for goodbye, but you don't know how soon

But one day when you see me
When you hear my name more clearly
One day when you see me
You won't be seeing the one that you lost
On Trainwreck 49

He took it like he thought a man might
And shrugged, like he understood
Trying all through Trainwreck 49
Turn it up 'till you're floating through the wood

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Un-natural Act

We sped by packed in like rats
I felt on the verge of an un-natural act
Have I any more left to give?
It's a sin to not want to live
It's a sin to not want to live

The trains crash by so fast
Lonesome blues surely can’t last
I cast my mind to who I’m with
It's a sin to not want to live
It's a sin to not want to live

Carriages grind in the half light rush
Germs cloud us all in the crush
Hush my mind let myself forgive
It’s a sin to not want to live
It’s a sin to not want to live

It could have all ended that night
But I turned my head back to the light
The fight takes all you could give
But it's a sin to not want to live
It's a sin to not want to live

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We Don’t Ask
Don’t ask me if I've been true
Well here the answers just assumed
We keep our problems in the dark
It's done we don’t explain the past

People talk when things go wrong
They curl their lip and sneer
But they can't if you keep up some kind of smooth veneer
Now run along, please don’t raise
That point again dear
We don’t ask those questions here

Darlin' won't your hide your frown
Try to keep your voice down
We don’t have to put these questions to rest
We don’t have to pass the test ... no no

So shelve your thoughts and hold your tongue
Bottle up your fears, the way things are it don’t matter none
It's just how things appear
And you must believe in the fašade
Keep chokin' back your tear,
Cause we don’t ask those questions here

We harbour pain, don't show the world our fears
I wasn't raised to let you in on how I feel
You must think that i wouldn’t know ... I don’t think so!

Why should we overly, concern ourselves with
Bettering our peers
Why is it you never heard me say I love you dear
I thought that i had made myself quite painfully clear
Because we don't ask those questions here
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Wind Changing

I feel the same force
That drives a poor soul down
I've seen the same course
Before me on the ground
I've used cruel turn of phrase
To watch a smile get buckled knees
I've been tempted all my days
By the same old things that a killer sees

I've felt perspiration
On your furrowed brow
I've smelled desperation
From needing it all now
I'm torn by destruction
Of all my best laid plans
So stand by let the pieces fly
See the way they land

It's only the wind changing
It's only the wind changing
Listen to the wind

You need not worry
For footing in the race
You need not hurry
It all falls into place

It's only the wind changing
It's only the wind changing
Listen to the wind
Wind changing

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You Should've Waited
Smith street celebration pierced your skin
Sweet cold elation drew you in
Blue ten dollar bills in your' hand
You should've waited to see that band
Chasing down the dying light
You should've waited to see that sight

I was standing by the Royal Derby on that day
I didn't catch your' eye passing on your' way
You were turning blue as we hit the stand
You should've waited to see that band
Chasing down the dying light
You should've waited to see that sight

Your' timing's too far off to understand
Questions form as boy grows into man
He's reaching out with a tiny hand
You could've waited to live your' plan
You could've waited to see that sight
You should've waited to see that night
You should've waited to see that band
Chasing down the dying light
You should've waited
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You Tremble

When you were in my arms you'd tremble
Like you would always be right there
You said I always treat you gentle
Never wanna see you hurt again

Thinking back now to the night I met you
Cutting through the room you where such a sight
My head was turned so well I remember
It was like you were in a spotlight

Those Sunday mornings in the kitchen
When you'd sit at my feet and I'd tell you again
How it's better to fight hard than to be apart
Yeah and we both believed it then
And when you were in my arms you'd tremble
Please say you'll always be right there
I'd try to hold your' hand so gentle
Never wanna see you hurt again
Never wanna see you hurt again

Out on a Friday night if your eyes held fear
Well I'd puff my chest and swing my arm
Do those words of mine ring hollow in your' ear?
I swore I'd kill anyone who did you harm
Yeah I would kill anyone who'd do this to you
God, look at what I've done

Weary, seedy and silent
You meant what you said and I felt every line
But I never knew it'd get so violent
Now you don't look me in the eye
And when you're in my arms you tremble
Like you can barely stand it there
Please know I'd always treat you gentle
Never wanna see you hurt again
Never wanna see you hurt again
Now when you're in my arms you tremble...

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