Marching off like men to war, the soldiers are all battle torn.
My soul longs to fly night sky, be swept by wind, be blown thrown higher.
With my life in my car, my dog at my side, we went pedal down and travelling round, our minds open wide.
I'm gunna lay my weary head by the water and dream so sweetly of you.
Too many times I’ve seen it all and all the time was written on the wall.
I don’t wanna go home. I don’t wanna see the light of day.
I'd rather sing about a man you never knew. I'd rather talk about the things he tried to do.
I've seen the shape of the man, in his hand, with a lusting for more as he slams through the door.
Drivin' up across this land, sun in his eye, wheel in his hand. [+Live recording]
There are times when your grief turns to anger and still you wonder, "Why?" [+Live recording]
A song about depression. "I was caught in a one way world. Down in a dead end day. When I was down."
Felt you here, when life was there. Now you're gone. You're still my boy.
And the road keeps ramblin' on and the song keeps singin' strong.
Keep on Knockin and You Will!
If I could write a song, I would, about a man who was no good.
I’m standing on the corner of Abercrombie and Vine. Yeah, got my Stone’s ginger wine.
His loving falls on me. He sings to me, he lifts me up, he holds me close and then he lets me down.
Young man makin' his way, he's only a boy but the boy died away.
You’ve led the pack too long - didn’t see me comin'? [+Live recording]
I saw you coming across the water. You didn't see me, I was hiding in my heart.
