3030rifleman

One last cup of starlight
Before I wake and start my day
A past so filled with promise
Before I lost, I lost my way

Oh, that's okay
And I'm alright
I guess I'll be lost again
For one more night

Ooh, and that's alright
I'm okay
I'll wear the albatross
For one more day

As a rest recalls the romance
Before the bills and what you make
I lost my friend in between them
And that was more than I could take

Aw, that's okay
And I'm alright
I guess I'll be lost again
For one more night

Yeah, and that's alright
And I'm okay
I'll wear the albatross
For one more day ..............

So faint, the walls behind me now
I know where they stand
I know the way
Home

Outrun the storm above our heads
Ev'ry other day
I know the way
Home

And if the stars all aligned
And my hands were untied
If these ghosts let me go
I would set fire to them all

Beware, the dust gets in your eyes
Can't see through the lies
I know the way
Home

As the horizon greets another day
A shame we couldn't stay
I'm on my way
Home

And if the stars all aligned
And my hands were untied
If these ghosts let me go
I would set fire to them all

And if my scars were tattoos
I could hide them in plain view
If these ghosts let me go
I would set fire to them all

And if the stars are aligned
And my hands were untied
If these ghosts ever let me go
I would set fire to them all .........

I think I know now what's making me sad
It's yearnin' for my old backyard
I realize maybe I was wrong to leave
Better swallow up my silly country pride
Calling home, running home
Down the gasoline alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the gasoline alley where I was born

Where the weather's better and the rails unfreeze
And the wind don't whistle 'round your knees
I put on my weather suit and I catch her in the train
I'll be home before the milk's upon the door

Calling home, running home
Down the gasoline alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the gasoline alley where I was born

Calling home, running home
Down the gasoline alley where I started from
Calling home, running home
Down the gasoline alley where I was born

If anything should happen and my plans go wrong
Should I stray to the house on the hill?
Let it be known that my intentions were good
I'd be singing in the alley if I could

And if I'm called away and it's my turn to go
Should the blood run cold in my veins
Just one favour I'll be asking you
Don't bury me here it's too cold

Take me back, carry me back
To the gasoline alley where I started from
Take me back, carry me back
To the gasoline alley where I was born

Take me back, carry me back
To the gasoline alley where I started from
Take me back, won't you carry me back?
To the gasoline alley where I was born ......

I know the voices in my head aren't real..........but sometimes their ideas are absolutely awesome!

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there's no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me

And if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon..........