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Better Days words and music by John Gift

He picks up his pen again to write the words he thought of when
He realised they'd all been spoken before
While she pours another beer into a glass so stained by tears
That fall like lava from a heart of fear

While the flouro lights they flicker above the sidewalk where they gather
Stones to throw at each other's disappointments tonight
What he whispered on the quiet she heard screamed out loud
Across the room of mumblin idiots and fools

Everybody needs something, everybody wants to be found
Holding on better days will soon come around
Everybody needs something, everybody's waiting to find
Better days, better days

He opens up another door to a highway motel budget room
Beside a lake where swans make gestures at the constant roar
Inside her screaming head, traffic lights did they stay red?
Cos there can be no confusion if everyone stands still

Well I hear the network cameraman on his way to another accident
I hear a daddy going off at his kids cos he just can't watch the news in peace
When she smiles her eyes are green
She's baptised into a generation of dreamers and thieves

Everybody needs something, everybody wants to be found
Holding on better days will soon come around
Everybody needs something, everybody's waiting to find
Better days, better days

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from The Big Tin Shed, released February 2, 2009
words and music by John Gift

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Luke Vassella Lismore, Australia

Luke is well known on the NSW North Coast and beyond as an inspirational performer.

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