End of Your World — текст песни (The Whitlams)

The light from the street it comes
Filtering through your room
Just another night just another dream you`re putting yourself into

And outside the streets are bare without a care as if no-one
Dares to make a sound
I said well ain`t that the way
That you like it

Well I know with all the plans we had it was gonna be hard to succeed
But harder than any of that is sitting here watching you bleed

You`re on a plane to the end of your world
You`re going down down down
It`s one hell of a way to go out

Yeah and all around it`s comin` down
You feel the winter it`s setting in
Well the leaves they now fill the gutters
The trees just branches in the wind

And into an empty room my eyes they`re open wide
to try to find something that was inside
to take the place of what was left behind

You`re on a plane to the end of your world
You`re going down down down
It`s one hell of a way to go out

Well you know it`s so quiet here
It`s like a country town
Where all the drama`s gone
it`s left far behind and now there`s only piece of mind

You never thought it was a crime
To be so sad and lonely
But now you`re down down down
It`s one hell of a way to go out
Out with a bang
Words & Music: Stevie Plunder
Stevie Plunder: vocals, guitar
Tim Freedman: piano, backing vocals
Andy Lewis: bass
Stuart Eadie: drums