Neil Finn Follow

The hang mans in the noose
Prisoner is loose
The wheel has come around
And the velvet curtain coming down
And I left it there
A suitcase on the chair
I feel my weight
But something tells me
There's a river under ground
In a place where there's no one to be found

And no one came to see the oldest show in town x4

Santas on the cross
Innocence is lost
The music's in your mind
And the wind screen wipers move in time

And no one came to see the oldest show in town x2

And the stranger was a ghost
The killer a priest
Took the first excuse
Made the madness seem cute lipped
On your own you'll find your own escape
There are many ways to choose now
I don't know which one I should take

A home is all you want
In the back of a truck driving down the street
It doesn't say so much
But it's all you need to make your life complete

And no one came to see the oldest show in town x4

I lean the slightest bit towards you
You see that white to brown
And night to black
Your eyes danced in my reflection
And the horse ate my trousers