Song Length |
4:05 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Pop - General |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Composed, Poignant |
Subject |
Existence |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Who Goes There?
1. Who can tell?
Wish us well,
Little Billy's banging his head,
Bitter still at Uncle Fred,
Auntie June has her head in her hands,
Says that no-one understands,
Who can say,
Why we stay,
Mother's gone to see the shrink,
Father has another drink,
He'll quietly fall asleep,
Then wake and start to weep,
Ch. Everybody knows,
That's the way it goes,
Who could even care,
Waiting on a prayer,
2. Who goes there?
Should we care?
There's a man with mud in his eye,
See the lady walk on by,
Wouldn't even stand and stare,
Would make the perfect pair,
Where are we?
Could it be?
Eight fingers, ten toes,
Two eyes, one nose,
We see and feel and hear,
We'd even shed a tear,
Ch.
Int. Not an easy fix,
There's no bag of tricks,
Not a magic wand,
Or answers from beyond,
Step into the dark
No walk into the park
No light to lead the way,
No-one to make them pay,
3. Where are we?
Could it be?
Eight fingers, ten toes,
Two eyes, one nose,
We see and feel and hear,
We'd even shed a tear,
Ch.