Lyrics The Whitlams

The Whitlams

Tonight

You can go to bed Wednesday you're a wanted man

And wake up someone else

Your oldest friends on the sweetest night

Now even they can't help

And you run to stay still

You hope your heart explodes

Your beating wings

Tonight is made of all the space

In all the empty arms where lovers left their place

Before the love had passed

All drowning men are cowards out at sea

She wouldn't cry with you

Try and be kind to yourself when you're feeling bad

'Cause there's no better way through

And you wander down the hill

And you've lost it all

Into the sky again

Tonight is made of all the space

In all the empty arms where lovers left their place

Before the love had passed.

You spin the lover's curse

And trapped without the words to get her to agree

Together you'd be free

Sometimes you got to look into the sky and become small again

The note of a single star, it don't matter where you are

It's an arrow saying goodbye, goodbye