Mutton Birds No Telling when Letras:
(Don McGlashan)
Are these the hands of a
man? I suppose so
I recall them shaking the
hands of other men
Now all they seem to do is
write in this log book
That's all they've done
since I can't remember
when
And there's
No telling when
I'm going to be
Carried in
But in my mind
I see the land
There's a footprint in the sand,
and it's going to be...
Mine...It's going to be
Mine...It's going to be mine
Is this a human face in the mirror?
It looks just like a piece of the sea
I've been staring at the
waves so very long now
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My eyes are playing tricks on me
And there's
No telling when
I'm going to be
Carried in
But in my mind
I see the land
There's a footprint in the sand,
and it's going to be...
Mine...It's going to be
Mine...It's going to be mine
I had a friend who said
"Don't read these papers,
The writing inside is
always so small"
But in the end it was him
who started shrinking
In the end you
couldn't see him at
all
And there's
No telling when
I'm going to be
Carried in
But in my mind
I see the land
There's a footprint in the sand,
and it's going to be...
Mine...It's going to be
Mine...It's going to be mine
Letras: No Telling when Mutton Birds [final]