Words/music - Guy Nottage ©2011

Another glass
Before they shut the bar?
It’s gone so fast -
You’re moving like a shooting star
If you’re going home,
Do you need someone to take you to your door?
 
I think we’re heading in the same direction,
Cruisin’ til the first fork in the road
But if you’re waiting for the intersection
To turn off, then I would rather know now
‘Cos I couldn’t take that blow
 
Let’s take a trip
In my beat-up Ford Sierra? (My old Ford Sierra)
To the stip
Of the English Riviera (Let’s start a brand new era!)
Catch the sun rise
And get to know each other better than before
 
I think we’re heading in the same direction,
Cruisin’ til the first fork in the road
But if you’re waiting for the intersection
To turn off, then I would rather know now
‘Cos I couldn’t take that blow down the line
 
They’re saying “Hold on!”
“It’s early days, go with the flow” (Just go with the flow!)
But I’ve been here before and
I don’t wanna put my
Heart and soul into something, unless
 
We are heading in the same direction,
Cruisin’ past the first fork in the road
But if you’re waiting for the intersection
To turn off, then I would rather know now
‘Cos I couldn’t take that blow down the line

Oh, I would rather just know
So, if you’ve gotta go, girl,
Just go.

Same Direction

Words/music - Guy Nottage ©2011

Saw her running down the old parade,
Heading to the moonlit beach
My love for her burned like these arcades
She could see the neon miles from her reach
And it was glowing still when she left me -
It’s flickered on for all these years

You’ve gotta get me out of here
You’ve gotta get me out of here
I’m trapped by the hope that she’ll take me back
So you gotta get me out of here

I tried running from the memories
But all these street wear that vanilla scent
And every coffee shop is like a cemetery
With every cup a gravestone for the hours we spent
And every drop of wine tastes like blood
Seeping through her heart’s veneer

You’ve gotta get me out of here
You’ve gotta get me out of here
I’m trapped by the hope that she’ll take me back
So you gotta get me out of here

I’m sitting in a roller-coaster car
In the middle of the night
The wheels have stopped, the fairground’s locked
But I’m holding just as tight
As when she moved me
She might move again

You’ve gotta get me out of here
You’ve gotta get me out of here
I’m trapped by the hope that she’ll take me back
So you gotta get me out of here

Get Me Out Of Here

Words/music - S.Hatch / G.Nottage ©2011.

Solitude again, it's Tuesday night,
Fluorescent light is draining
All the color from my face
On a mission, waking Camp Lejeune,
My whisky tune is breaking,
But Dickel's burn cannot erase

How I traded home with her for a hotel
I didn't know that road would never end

And I’m Southeast by miles
Sharing the same night sky
Sacrifice seemed worthwhile
But now I'm throwing stones
At the stars above
Wishing I could take her back

London Bridge again, the Gravesend train
Rolls into the station,
Drag my battered bags on board
Across the midnight sky Canary Wharf
Glows in isolation,
Why did I ever cut the cord?

A tattered photo won’t stop me feeling alone
She’s just a disembodied voice on my phone

And I’m Southeast by miles
Sharing the same night sky
Sacrifice seemed worthwhile
But now I'm throwing stones
At the stars above
Wishing I could take her back
Wishing I could take her back

Some decisions come to haunt you
Throwing shadows on your past
But even if i passed her on the street
Would our eyes meet?
Or would I still be 

Southeast by miles?
Sharing the same night sky
Sacrifice seemed worthwhile
But now I'm throwing stones
At the stars above
Wishing I could take her back
Wishing I could take her back
Wishing I could take her back