Lyrics James Reyne

James Reyne

Five Miles Closer To The Sun

I shot the glass

And I cleaned the table

And I went to water as soon as I was able

Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans

Woke up early you know

I was dreaming you know

I was flying woods and cities teeming

Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans

There's them old four seasons crying

Up ahead there's something flying

Five miles closer to the sun

Check the gas

And I wiped the window

And I watched a township burn into a cinder

Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans

To the sun

You only see from above and want to show it

You say your lucky in love and don't you know it

I shot the glass

And I cleaned the table

And I went to water as soon as I was able

Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans

Woke up early you know

Thought I was dying you know

Over rivers and diocese I'm flying

Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans

(Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans)

Five miles closer to the sun

Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans

(Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans)

Five miles closer to the sun

Bone, tickled by those crazy Africans