Lillian lies to avoid awkward questions Looks to the sky for intervention But she can't avoid judgemental compassion In the void She puts on her face
We were drinking, yeah we started drinking, round two And the air was so heavy, yeah the air was heavy, with hopes it couldn't fulfil This is as good
Released under watchful skies into a town I didn't recognise I was a tourist with no story, lost in this purgatory Escaped the smell of chalk and shame
I feel like hell, you feel like dancing, You know this bar curtains a world, Those empty bottles, like sentinels, stand guard in the morning sun. Then
Liz hates her body, her baby body She thinks that everybody's looking at the way her figure's changed But she's on this bus, it always moves so slow
Stepping outside, a tap in my heart Why hasn't the sky fallen apart? Because inside this tower of sandston and steel Someone just got served their last
All I am is a piece of wood Cut from something living Touch me I don't feel to good I'm cold but I'm not shivering You say I do not know, to say All
Listen now my sweet Anne, I never meant to cause you pain. We could've spent all summer sitting here making daisychains. I lie awake at night staring
I know something's wrong but something's going to change. A frozen line of suits and ties displayed in their own cage. I just walk on through... I just
Pull down the blinds and stare at my blank screen Some voice is asking how my weekend's been! planes go across the sky of Petersham One day I will see
Compression, sustain. Impression remains. I am not a guilty sentence. I just get up and switch it off. Secret temptations, standard frustrations. I
You lit the spark, the day dawn dark and your restless body swings in the breeze, I was laid back, laid flat, laid off and I didn't even want the job
they all will be gone Why don't they stay young It's hard to get old without a cause I don't want to perish like a fleeing horse Youth's like diamonds
Let it go, before I force it from your grip Your ears are beginning to ring. I wil hold you as you start to slip This will feel like dying. You stagger
Babe, let's move to Sicily Just you and me and the mediterranean sea. I work on a scallop boat that would keep us afloat the sun would burn my throat
I just changed my mind I traded it in For a new sheet of skin and tea within. The doctors couldn't presribe Anything else from the medicine shelf Oh
The day is grey, don't love you anymore The sun smiles on the red tiles, I don't love you anymore The Frankston Line's full of teenage crime And the
I'll meet you by the drain. We'll run through leaves and shopping trolleys, gathering in the rain. Cocooned in our nest of joyful folly. We have no home
