Radio Hit

Down At The Cool Club

Big City Flower

Not a Sound

I spend my life in a boat on a river of grey
I watch the people on the banks as they cry and they play
They are so different and it's plain to see
They make this world an awful place for you an' me
We all come looking for truth, their truth comes on the TV

I turned the radio off cos I hated the sound
I couldn't see anyone standin' on a firm ground
Just like myself downstream they float
Same grey waves sometimes rock their boat
There's more to our similarity than I ever thought

We are in such a haste
Tryin' to save some time we later waste

And I cannot wait
Until there comes a day when I'm so late
Out in the middle of nowhere
And run aground I guess
At last out of the race
Finally out of gas


And so the engine goes humm
And the bank goes by as we sit mum
And I get that strange feeling
Hearing the motor breathing
It's a long road movie we live in

And on the side of the road I saw some boats that were parked
The place seemed to be alright, nothing glowed in the dark
I stopped the engine and stepped on the bank
I tried to read but the signs they were blank
There was nobody around but there was someone to thank

I'm where the road signs are blank
In the middle of nowhere with empty tank

Oh I cannot wait
Until there comes a day when I'm so late
Out in the middle of nowhere
And run aground I guess
At last out of the race
Finally out of gas


Finally Out of Gas

...but I just watch
I don't care too much about
the things goin' on outside my head


The Keep Silence Band