Rain, Heaven, Hail
LEE GORTON, SEAN KELLY, MATT MCGEEVER, SAM MORRIS, IAN SMITH
Tiring.
They talk 'til you snooze.
Never, ever realised.
That tide.
Colour, mystery.
You say kids'll tire me.
Couldn't keep.
Couldn't, these strains.
Leave a poor player's life for me.
Wise feet.
Never leave home.
Tracing you down baby,
Cos' I've outgrown.
Summer, new sound.
Seems I wasn't meant for you.
For long.
Feather, you think of.
Maybe then you'll call na-night,
Then go.