White Lies and Alibis - Neil Finn

This hell is not of my making

I’m one of the bearded angels

Haven’t seen the sky for ages

Just another face in a very long line

There’s a lock on every door

There’s a darkness in every sense

The guilty man is home in bed

And it’s me they wanna put to death

She’s the only hope I have left

In trouble

Her voice aloud, the sweetest sound I ever heard

She can lift me up, bring some love into the world

Up high the astronauts fly over Shangri-La

Back down on solid ground, it’s all the same to us You do what you can to survive

Crazy men in narrow cages

Seeking wisdom turning pages

Holding onto nothing sacred

Haven’t seen the sun for a very long time

There’s a lock on every door

There’s a darkness in every sense

The guilty man is home in bed

And it’s me they wanna put to death

She’s the only hope I have left

Her voice aloud the sweetest sound you ever heard

She can lift me up bring some love into the world

His smile could never hide the coldness of his heart

White lies and alibis it’s all the same to us White lies and alibis it’s all the same to us Everyday, you do what you can to survive