Woorden: Powderfinger. Odyssey Number Five. Thrilloilogy.

For every story gone untold
There's a secret that dissolves
So many pieces still unsolved
You're not quite who you think you are
Can see the symptoms from afar
I'm hosing down your shooting star

There you go again to fall
Waiting on a friend to call

If you wait I'm gonna drive it home
Carry all of this away from here
If you wait I'm gonna drive it home
Kiss you every time the rains appear

Sometimes we wish for far away
But something always makes me stay
Far too strong a bond to try and break
You know exactly where you've been
The shooting star is hardly seen
Outshined by every other beam

There you go again to fall
Waiting on a friend to call

If you wait I'm gonna drive it home
Carry all of this away from here
If you wait I'm gonna drive it home
Kiss you every time the rains appear

I'm feeling richer I'm feeling taller
I feel like every time I try to fit the picture
I've got to keep up with all the others
Looking for whatever we were never to discover

Now you're ringing out slowly
Like cathedral bells
And you'd sleep through heaven
Just to get to hell
Now you drop away slowly
Like the autumn leaves
But you lose your colour
When you hit the street