Never Come Back Here
And I'm
Shoeless in a truck stop again
Wondering and wondering where all
This fucking sky had been
And the clouds
They cover nothing but their own
Tiny divides, tiny divides
So I stick my left hand out the window blow a fist as Sydney's stinking sky
And I said: "We said we'd never come back here, now we're never going home"
Where the kids drink things they shouldn't and I sneak off to some room alone
You said: "My dear, I am sorry" and I said: "My darling, what for?"
Together we laugh at exchange rates
Both of us so desperate for more
And everything looks like a 1970's sunset
Through the window of the overnight
Cross country train
And you came home, we stayed indoors and together
We prayed for rain
Found something
Vast and indescribable and warm amongst the noise of consumption, assumptions you were wrong
You'd gone
You'd gone and loved me all along
And I never felt safer in the arms of a stranger than when we met
When we met
We said we'd never come back here now we're never going home
Where the kids drink things they shouldn't and I sneak off to some room alone
You said: "My dear, I am sorry" and I said: "My darling, what for?"
Together we laugh at exchange rates
Both of us so desperate and in
These last few days I've found peace
In your passenger seat
Cross-legged on his hardwood floor
Fighting and flying from thoughts
With a secret smile for the corner of the room
And my toothiest grin just for you
Just for you
Just for you
And I said: "We said we'd never come back here now we're never going home"
Where the kids drink things they shouldn't and I sneak off to some room alone
You said: "My dear, I am sorry" and I said: "My darling, what for?"
Together we'd laught at exchange rates
Both of us so desperate for more
So desperate for more
So desperate for more
So desperate for more
Shoeless in a truck stop again
Wondering and wondering where all
This fucking sky had been
And the clouds
They cover nothing but their own
Tiny divides, tiny divides
So I stick my left hand out the window blow a fist as Sydney's stinking sky
And I said: "We said we'd never come back here, now we're never going home"
Where the kids drink things they shouldn't and I sneak off to some room alone
You said: "My dear, I am sorry" and I said: "My darling, what for?"
Together we laugh at exchange rates
Both of us so desperate for more
And everything looks like a 1970's sunset
Through the window of the overnight
Cross country train
And you came home, we stayed indoors and together
We prayed for rain
Found something
Vast and indescribable and warm amongst the noise of consumption, assumptions you were wrong
You'd gone
You'd gone and loved me all along
And I never felt safer in the arms of a stranger than when we met
When we met
We said we'd never come back here now we're never going home
Where the kids drink things they shouldn't and I sneak off to some room alone
You said: "My dear, I am sorry" and I said: "My darling, what for?"
Together we laugh at exchange rates
Both of us so desperate and in
These last few days I've found peace
In your passenger seat
Cross-legged on his hardwood floor
Fighting and flying from thoughts
With a secret smile for the corner of the room
And my toothiest grin just for you
Just for you
Just for you
And I said: "We said we'd never come back here now we're never going home"
Where the kids drink things they shouldn't and I sneak off to some room alone
You said: "My dear, I am sorry" and I said: "My darling, what for?"
Together we'd laught at exchange rates
Both of us so desperate for more
So desperate for more
So desperate for more
So desperate for more
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Fitzgerald, Thomas Lawson, William Wagner, Christopher Cowburn, Lee Hartney
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Other Album Tracks
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- Hand In My Pocket (triple j Like A Version)
- Life After Football
- A Conversation With Billy Bragg About The Purpose Of Art
- A Conversation with Billy Bragg About the Purpose of Art - EP
- Life After Football - EP
- Everyone Is Lying to You for Money - EP
- I Don't Wanna Do Nothing Forever - EP
- I Still Dream About You (Triple J Live at the Wireless) [feat. The Brisbane Symphony Orchestra] - Single
- Unplugged in Wombat State Forest
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