Song #8 Border Lights

 

BORDER LIGHTS

 

I can see them border lights

It means I’m halfway home

From the grey skies and dirty streets

Of good old Melbourne town

Out here the starlights

And the shape of the trees

Go on forever

 

Sitting by the jukebox

At the edge of town

With roadhouse cool he tells me

There’s nothing goin’ down

In this hick town

He’s at the end of his tether

 

I couldn’t handle his distance

And his vacant eyes

Masking his friendly face

With an evil disguise

So I walked out the door

That leads to forever

 

Three years later it’s Bordertown again

And I’m a-steppin’ out into the night

I crossed the road with my cap in my hand

Said soldier, “will you give me a ride?”

He said, “Sonny I’ve killed people for less than that.”

Then he smiled and then said “alright”.

 

Copyright Michael Coghlan 1977

1977 – back in Australia. Back on the familiar hitchhiking run between Adelaide and Melbourne. Based on real events from several long waits for rides in Bordertown. Still stands the test of time as quite a reasonable song IMO. And at last I’m no longer just writing about love lost angst!

Song #7 From Loneliness to Home

 

More bleating about being alone. I do remember feeling lonely for a very long time but it’s tiresome to track this ongoing theme decades later! 1976 - still in England but clearly going home soon and looking forward to it. Already picturing flying in over Adelaide “nestled between the hills and the sea.”

I can still play this song – it’s still in the memory. Not a bad tune actually – sounds much better than it reads 😊

 

FROM LONELINESS TO HOME

I never thought I’d feel this alone

And I’ve got to say that I – I want home

I’m on my own – it’s happened again

But I’m not one to stand around and cry

You can wait a long time till the tears are dry

So I’ll take to the air for the journey home

 

See see my home town

See see my home town

Nestled between the hills and the sea

Safe and secure like my dreams and me

 

I’ve been here so long I don’t know what’s going on

Sitting her watchin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout not much at all

Wonderin’ if I’m the only one

Who wonders why the sun goes down

And comes up again at dawn

 

I’ve been here too long – I don’t know what’s going on

1976