One Short Story
He was a boy Who felt like a man She was a girl From a far away land Far more beautiful Than the picture in his hand She had eyes That would draw him in They took a plane ride Together they would find Her long lost smile They went home again Back to her friends Back to repair her heart He loved this girl With all of his heart He wanted her mind Her secrets and her trust She would never do him any harm He'd give her the world If it sat in his palm One rainy day It was dark in the sky She turned and she said to him With grey in her eyes Go home again Go back to your friends Go back and repair your heart Go home again Go back to your friends Go back and repair your heart His heart turned to liquid And it trickled from his eyes All he could do now At this point in his life Was to go home again Back to his friends Back to repair his heart Go home again Go back to your friends Go back and repair your heart
- Introduction
- Conceal Me
- 12th Of September
- Where Do We Fit
- To Let
- Light The Shade
- Little Chief
- One Short Story
- Timber & Wood
- 9 Times A Day
- Things We Meant To Be
- Central Avenue
- Wind Cries Mary
Good Spirit
2005-04-18
- Yirra Kurl
- Messages
- Let Me Be
- 4th World
- Green Spandex
- 12th of September
- Conceal Me
- Solace
- Shelter
- Gba
- Chances
- One Short Story
- To Let
