Well the sky’s turning purple
Above the community centre
And I’m sitting in a circle,
Telling my secrets to strangers
And they say I’ve got a problem
But I don’t know that I’ve got one
‘Cause you never know that you’ve got one
‘Til someone comes along and spots one

They say it’s the hardest step
But it’s the first one of many
And my feet are stuck to the ground
And I can’t seem to take any
I could tell them I just came
For the free cup of tea and the biscuit
And make my way towards the door
But I don’t think I can risk it

‘Cause I never wanted to stay,
But the morning came so soon
And we all know the words,
But we just sing them out of tune

‘Cause I had my first drink when I was fourteen,
And I knew that I was in trouble
‘Cause I woke up the next morning
With my face down in the rubble
And everyone was drinking singles
I pour myself a double,
I just needed a little bit more

And now I’m sitting here with my name badge
And I’m listening to the same sad stories
About their old dads,
Who’re making all the same
Bad turning’s at their crossroads
And drowning all their sorrows,
Without any lifeguard around

Oh no, I never wanted to stay
But the morning came so soon
And oh, we all know the words
But we just sing them out of tune
And oh, oh no

And the sky’s turning dark
So we step out into the car-park
And I see you all same place, same time next week
But before we go our separate ways
Theres just one thing I’d like to say is,
Anybody up for a drink

Fear is dark but my love is a lantern
Shining up like coins in a fountain
Hope is a tree sitting on a mountain where the grass don’t grow
There’s a sad old sea but my love is an island
Wild and free like the hills in the highlands
Hope is a breeze that brings me back to dry land
Where the flowers grow

Love is a baby born
Love is the last unicorn
Love is the only song i’ll sing

Hate is a poison
Love is a remedy
Singing out like the sweetest of melodies
Hope is a ghost in the deepest of memories
Stronger than ten of me
Fear is the enemy
In the dark and it creeps like a shark
In the coldest sea
In the deepest part but
Hope is the beat in the oldest heart
A hand in a hand and a brand new start

Love is a fireside
Warm on the coldest of nights
Love is the only song I’ll sing
Love is the truest of words
Love is the last winter birds
Love is the only song I’ll sing

Oh I’ll sing
Til I can’t sing no more
Oh I’ll sing
Til my throat is sore

Sick of begging
Sick of trying to please
Sick of the struggle
Sick of your fake id

If I ever feel your scent again
Youre one fist to close

If I ever see your shadow again
Youre going down the hard way
They call me the comedy clown
They feed me waste in the gutter
They call me teh comedy clown
I am waste in the gutter

If I ever see you again
I'll be close to my grave
If I ever lie to you again
I'll be dirt

Pacing around in circles
Talking to himself
He could see teh beauty there
Talking to another one

She came to see our city
She came in the dead of the night
I tried to introduce him
But she got scared and ran away

They came, thousands from far away
They came a sunny day
I tried to introduce him
Now I'm talking to myself
I tried to introduce him
Now I am the one talking to myself

Pour the petrol can, around this caravan,
and watch the flames take all you own.
There’s a girl that understands
like the back of her two hands,
she’s all you need to know.

Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
There’s braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind,
there’s heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.

[Whistling]

And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow.
Your footprints track you through the grass.
And you ache just to smell her clothes
and her cooking down on the stove
You see her face in everyone you pass.

Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
There’s braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind,
there’s heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.

And you walk down to her window
press your face against the glass
only to find that she is happy in his arms.

[Whistling]

Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
There’s braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind,
there’s heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.

He’s been collecting since the age of nine
Every shiny bullet that he could find
Built himself a house with the wooden floors
Put the shiny bullets in a chest of drawers

Well his wife’s long gone and the kids have grown
And trees they fall down on their own
Memories fade like an old slideshow
But the bullets still shine like coins in the snow

Well one day took himself into town
The men with a truck well they came around
Took the television and the gun from the war
And almost every bullet from the chest of drawers

Well he came back home and found the house in a mess
Run into the bedroom and the old brown chest
Didn’t care much for the VCR
But he cried for the space where the bullets were

The men drove the truck down into town
And sold all the silver they had found
But they couldn’t sell the bullets cause they weren’t live rounds
So they dug a big hole put the bullets in the ground

Now he doesn’t leave the house much anymore
Cause the men are gonna come like they did before
And he’ll hold onto the three or four
Bullets that they left in the chest of drawers
Oh yeah the bullets that they left in the chest of drawers

Well we dance without our shoes,
But there’s glass around our feet
And we’d walk around the town,
But we’re allergic to concrete
We’d be stuffed to the gills
But there’s nothing here to eat
No, there’s nothing here to eat
No, there’s nothing here to eat

Oh, well we’d love to rest our eyes
But we hear the floor boards creek
So, we lie with one eye open and
Clutch knives between the sheets
If there’s no rest for the wicked
Well, then we’ll never get no sleep
We’ll never get no sleep
No, we’ll never get no sleep
Oh, no…

‘Cause we’re banging our head’s against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
It’s a painful way to get attention
It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
It’s a painful way to get attention
It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
It’s a painful way to get attention
It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
It’s a painful way to get attention
It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
It’s a painful way to get attention
It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
It’s a painful way to get attention
It&rsq ... Read more »

I’m aching and you’re aching with these dull and empty hearts,
We’re waiting for somebody to rip our ribs apart,
And to seize with a steady hand our dull and empty hearts,
Our hearts.

I’m taking and you’re taking we’ve forgotten how to give,
I’m faking it, you’re breaking it and its just the way it is,
So we’ll leave here tonight but not before we give each other back our hearts.

Cos our love,
Left us long ago,
When we were both asleep,
Leaving blood stains in the snow,
Leaving blood stains in the snow.

I’m waiting and you’re waiting but this trains not gonna come,
You’re voice has started grating and I hate what we’ve become,
See there’s no future at this station we’re just feeding off the crumbs,
of our hearts.

I’m shaking and you’re shaking its just the way its got to be,
In this love abandoned Autumn we’ll go raking up the leaves,
The leaves that have fallen from these cold and dying trees in our hearts.

Cos our love,
Left us long ago,
When we were both asleep,
Leaving blood stains in the snow.

Well I’m lonely like you’re lonely,
But its only cos its thrown me,
Like its thrown you I don’t own you,
And my darling you don’t own me,
And its kicking and its yelling,
And its bruising and its swelling,
But the writings on the wall,
And we both know what its been telling us to do,
Telling us to do.

Well I’m crying and your crying in to silent salty lakes,
The road has turned to ice and we haven’t any brakes,
So while the wall keeps getting closer,
I fear its too late not to break our hearts.

Trying to hold a love that wants to go
Is like trying to catch a falling flake of snow
It glimmers while it can but it will melt between your hands, you know
To keep alive a love that wants to die
You teach the birds to swim, implore the fish to fly
But gills are made for water, and feathers for the sky, y’know
OH OH OH OH OH OH [x2]

To find a love that’s new where do you start?
It’s like trying to find the light switch in the dark
But falling over mess you left unaddressed inside your heart
OH OH OH OH OH OH [x2]

But I will find love, that’s a blind love
It’s the kind of love I need
Oh well I’ll find love, that’s a blind love
It’s the kind of love I need
OH OH OH OH OH OH [x4]

She's a wistle on the wind
Feather on the breeze
Rimple on the stream
She is, sunlight on the sea
She's a soft summer rain
Falling gently trought the trees

And I love her

She's cunning as a fox
Clever as a crow
Solid as a rock
She is, stubborn as a stone
She's a hard-headed woman
And the best one that I know

And I love her
Yeah well, I love her

She's as new as the springtime
Strong as autumn blows
Warm as the summer and,
Soft as the snow
She's a thousand miles from here
But she's everywere I go

Cause I love her

She loves me like a woman
She looks like a lady
But she laughs like a child
And cries like a baby
I think that maybe,
She's the one that's gonna save me