The Lost Day

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Luke Seymour "Tunnel of Love" era Springsteen + punk + indie. Great combo. Favorite track: Rocks And Coal.
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released July 11, 2014

All songs written by Andrew Saunders and The Lost Day.
The Lost Day are Andrew Saunders, Stephen Gilbert, Adam Weiser and Gillian Lee.
Recorded and mixed by Jimi Wyatt at Ginger Studios, Melbourne.
Mastered by Louis de Visme at Sonar Mastering, Melbourne.
Artwork by GillIan Lee.

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Track Name: Rocks And Coal
I'd better call the bastard back, tell him I'm not home
Watch my phone ring out, I’d rather be alone
Now reality‘s self involved, but welcome of course
The bars are like a shotgun to the head, of an already dead horse
Do you feel it?
We could drag up other excuses around but our patience is floored
The answers become malignant and we’re both bleeding and sore
You can build up a better excuse, you’re right I’ll take stock of the abuse
Let’s promise to save the subtitles until we’re both washed up on the shore

I pray for home, not money, not bottles, not cold
Just want that old feeling
Tell me you feel it, tell me you feel it

I pray for home, not money, not bottles, not cold
Just want that old feeling
Tell me you feel it; tell me you feel it... too

I pray for home, not money, not bottles, not cold
Just want that old feeling
Tell me you feel it; tell me you feel it... too

Tell me you feel it too.
Track Name: Tightrope Walker
It’s best if I don’t call you on the telephone
Best if I’m the one who’s driving us home
I’ve cleaned muddier slates than this
I’ve cleaned muddier slates than this
I’m not trying to spoil your birthday
I’m just pointing out all of the facts
Well sure you can stop me coming around anymore
I might say something I can’t take back

Well it’s a prize pool based on confusion
I need to stop watching all the TV I watch
I drink coffee now when I’m drinking
In a failed attempt to try and impress you
You can take me by the hand all you want
You know that I hate to dance, hate to dance.

It’s alright if I don’t call you on the telephone
Well I’m a tightrope walker with no fucking training
I guess you’re right, I guess I’m bad, I guess we’re wrong
I guess we’re wrong
I guess we’re wrong
Well I’m a tightrope walker with no fucking training
Track Name: Not At Home
Well I could stand if I was able, if I was able
I’d better plan a day out of this place
Now I’ve given all my letters, they're in a big box above my bed
And it’s hard to sleep when you’re not at home
Believe me I’ve tried
And it’s hard to sleep when you’re not at home
Believe me I’ve tried
I’ve been trying all along

Now I've been drinking, and lying and drinking
And crawling in the midnight glow
Now I’m standing and I’m watching
I’ll be the lookout when the rest go home
It’s hard to care when you’re not at home
Well believe me I’ve tried
It’s hard to care when you’re not at home
I said believe me I’ve tried

I've been trying all along
Believe me I've tried
I've been trying all along

Come sit at my table
Come sit at my table

Well I’d better start saving, fixing my life
Start dating, finding a wife
Start living, finding a home
Share my knowledge and die when I’m old

But right now I’m going to the city, city with my friends
And I’ll come back to this later, home in my bed.