Only Talking Sense (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) there's a wild thing in the woolshed
and it's keeping me awake at night
a devil in the closet
and a feeling I'd prefer to hide
he is religion
he won't hear me when I cry for help
he has a vision of me
but I am somebody else
we talk the pillow
there are times when I'm tied up to the fence
only talking sense
there's a mirror lake before me
but I'm frozen when it's time to jump
it's like maybe I'm afraid of what I'll find
when independence comes
you steel my shadow
you make my blood run dry
we are true only when we talk the pillow
there are times when I'm tied up to the fence
only talking sense
did you suffer as a child
that's why you want to make me cry
you are afraid of me
that's why you're so unkind
you won't deny it
when your child is tied up to the fence
and I'm only talking sense
lonely when we talk the pillow
and your child is messed up in the head
I'm only talking sense 
Eyes Of The World (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) you're nothing in the eyes of the world
but you're riding up and down in
the elevator still
feeling just a little surprised
like you discovered Engelbert Humperdinck
or something
inside the fairy light
it's often hard to tell
the way you see yourself
will lead you to despair
the eyes of everyone will look right
through your sence
its nothing new to me that's what
I used to be
Someone in the eyes of the world
you look into the eyes of the world
hoping to catch your reflection again
missing all the real life action
so calm and dignified you rise up from
the chair
put the powder on and climb up the
slippery stairs
inside a sleazy room with a bible
for companion
bleeding fingernails you'll never
know yourself
the eyes ot the world they look right
through you
your nothing in the eyes of the world
the hint of a smile appears on your face
when you realize there's nothing
in the eyes of the world
Mood Swinging Man (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) he's a mood swinging man with his bag of tricks
never know where he's at
the life of the party when he's doing his flips
a drag when he's flat on his back
this town feels empty now he's gone away
please understand
something new discover everyday
the wheels in his hand
he takes me up
he brings me back down again
flash in the pan
mood swinging man can't pretend
tall dark stranger of the restless kind
shadow of a shadow
I'd like to wander through his mind
he's hard to get to know
he wakes you up in the dead of night
to tell you he's in love
he can give a heavy sleeper a terrible fright
and no one can keep up
with the mood swinging man
he'll be back down again
he lights up
he's a flash in the pan
mood swinging man
no idea who I am
I'm the mood swinging man
you know where he's at
he will crave your attention still
all to familiar
mood swinging man
Last Day Of June (Neil Finn) the firelight plays on me
the choir ignites behind me
the rising voice of discontent
all the guardian angels
you can bang the drum
look what we've become
I hope there might be one of us
who calls the tune
last day of june
the so called third dimension
hardly deserves a mention
the first and second stages
have been confused for ages
knowledge has been lost
how much does it cost
I hope there might be one of us
who calls the tune
last of june
who break the news
last day of june
the city draws it's breath in
I can almost hear it thinking
there are people within my walls
see their wild disorder
driving their machines
swarming like a million bees
I hope their might be one of us
who calls the tune
last day of june
who speaks the truth
last day of june
who breaks the news
last day of june
Suffer Never (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) has she fallen from the sky so heavy of heart
the sigh was on her tongue, the grief was in her arms
she will suffer never, I mean her no harm
she'll come slowly rising on the air
lift her weightless on the air, on the air
and the silence was enough to shed my guilt
she will always know my wishes cos I remember how it felt
kisses slowly rising on the air
lift her weihtless on the air, on the air
she will suffer never
I mean her no harm
Angels Heap (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) news travels fast
there's an old wreck in
the underpass
wine in a glass
and a well travelled bed
down the length and breadth
of the motorway
down the information highway
I took a ride in an
angels heap
and she took me away to where
the hills are steep
yeah I took a ride
in the still mind of a child
there's a live bird on her shoulder
she could swallow a lie
like she's drinking a flagon of beer
I'll never be the same again
let the black wheels fly over
I took a ride in an
angels heap
and she took me away to where
the air was sweet
and she made me come alive
in a red vinyl seat
yeah I took a ride
Niwhai (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) Niwhai she's so fly
making it happen
Niwhai be my witness
five satellites in hust one night
Niwhai pacific sister
her fathers son
she was something precious
and we all love what she's become
strange attractor
something wicked
paint her golden buddha
you're a blinding flash across the sky
Niwhai sequinned slipper
fly by radiating light
grant her secret wishes
five satellites in just one night
Niwhai she's so fly
making it happen
grant her secret wishes
five satellites in just one night
Where Is My Soul
(Neil Finn, Tim Finn) wick in the candle
what lies beneath
look in the shadows and the spaces in between
a vision ghosted appearing on my screen
soul where is my soul where is my soul
I seek contentment
I'am acting still
all airs and graces with a smile before you kill
hold back the hostile crowd before they trample you down
soul where is my soul where is my soul
I'll go up with my conscience clean
down below they're looking for me
and I know you've got my soul
oh holy ancient
I'll smoke you up
I'll take your wisdom and I'll turn you into dust
you fill my ashtray
the one I've come to trust
soul where is my soul where is my soul
soul you have lost control of all you've had
soul where is my soul your will so bad
Bullets In My Hairdo (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) there's junk mail in my letterbox
and all the catalogues
I can't wait to buy it
no matter what it costs
the whistle of the sniper
the crashing of the bombs
put a spring back in my step
keeps me feeling young
and this shopping is a curse
everytime its getting worse
I got bullets in my Hairdo
the hairs on my shirt
many ways to spend your money
there's not alot to choose
the tanks are rolling over
my hundred dollar shoes
you can never find a taxi
to drive you into town
I'm always in a hurry
I won't go underground
and this shopping is a curse
everytime its getting worse
I got bullets in my Hairdo
and holes in my purse
all quiet on the street
silence breathing down
bullets in my hairdo
jewels in my crown
and this shopping is a curse
everytime its getting worse
I got bullets in my Hairdo
the hairs on my shirt
Paradise (Wherever You Are) (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) endless travel, can't remember
where I've been
lying in this hammock, feeling tragic
like the ones you hear so much about
can't wait to tell you what I've seen
skim the water, South Atlantic
ocean grey
always searching for his mate
lonely albatross cannot find them
the ones you care so much about
they're lost and you're losing your way
too much pressure, gin and tonic water
they'll forget you, the ones you care
so much about
the'll surrender to the need
Paradise where you are
Kiss The Road Of Roratonga (Neil Finn, Tim Finn) speed through the night
my gritty eyes so fever bright
scars on my hand
the gravel stones I took a bite
Kiss The Road Of Roratonga
taste some gravel
Kiss The Road Of Roratonga
my barefoot nurse
whisper sorry when it hurts
black sea slug sand
a velvet sky and and the roosters cry
bird flapped its wing
man I rode like a king
Kiss The Road Of Roratonga
taste some gravel
Kiss The Road Of Roratonga
stand up and flow, push it on push it on
island girl I'll stay with you
I give thanks to Roratonga
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