Today’s song lyrics

Got this song on my mind this arvo, and I like the lyrics:

Kids out driving Saturday afternoon pass me by

I’m just savouring familiar sights

We share some history, this town and I

And I can’t stop that long forgotten feeling of her

Try to book a room to stay tonight

Number one is to find some friends to say “You’re doing well

After all this time you boys look just the same”

Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels

Settle in to play “Do you remember so and so?”

Number three is never say her name

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town

There’s no change, there’s no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around

But Ah! Who needs that sentimental bullshit, anyway

Takes more than just a memory to make me cry

I’m happy just to sit here round a table with old friends

And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies

There’s a girl falling in love near where the pianola stands

With her young local factory out-of-worker, holding hands

And I’m wondering if he’ll go or if he’ll stay

Do you remember, nothing stopped us on the field

In our day

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town

There’s no change, there’s no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town

There’s no change, there’s no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around

(lyrics by Don Walker)

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3 Responses to “Today’s song lyrics”


  1. 1 nellbe Monday, December 10, 2007 at 9:53 am

    I like that song too Drewzel…

  2. 2 drewzel Monday, December 10, 2007 at 10:06 am

    Hi Nelle, get back to those forms ahahahah!!!


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