Artist: The Whitlams Album: Unsorted Song: God Drinks At The Sando Translated title:
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You've got your favourite programmes The bird, the dog, two cats One of your babies will always Ring on the weekend for a chat
A beautiful garden Too easily getting out of hand How can you concentrate at all?
On the high ground You're there on your own >From the high ground
And from down here we can feel it You can move the mountain with your pain They all want to be near you And then too soon drive home again 'Cause grief is like that And you're like a captain on her ship -
In the end you stand alone
On the high ground You're there on your own >From the high ground You see the mourners have gone home On the high ground You're there on your own
The city is spreading Soon only numbers will be pure And you are retreating
And now I walk between tables Hide in the bathroom for some peace They want to know what has happened We can't tell the truth it must be lived Over and over 'Til it floats up into the sky To your beautiful baby
On the high ground You're there on your own >From the high ground You see the mourners have gone home On the high ground You're there on your own
Days of our Lives and Dr Katz You've got a few friends left But she's never coming back She was the one with the questions And the big blue eyes On that high ground
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