End Of Your World

The light from the street it comes

Filtering through your room

Just another night just another dream you're putting yourself into

And outside the streets are bare without a care as if no-one

Dares to make a sound

I said well ain't that the way

That you like it

Well I know with all the plans we had it was gonna be hard to succeed

But harder than any of that is sitting here watching you bleed

You're on a plane to the end of your world

You're going down down down

It's one hell of a way to go out

Yeah and all around it's comin' down

You feel the winter it's setting in

Well the leaves they now fill the gutters

The trees just branches in the wind

And into an empty room my eyes they're open wide

To try to find something that was inside

To take the place of what was left behind

You're on a plane to the end of your world

You're going down down down

It's one hell of a way to go out

Well you know it's so quiet here

It's like a country town

Where all the drama's gone

It's left far behind and now there's only piece of mind

You never thought it was a crime

To be so sad and lonely

But now you're down down down

It's one hell of a way to go out

Out with a bang

Words & Music: Stevie Plunder

Stevie Plunder: vocals, guitar

Tim Freedman: piano, backing vocals

Andy Lewis: bass

Stuart Eadie: drums