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I Never Found My Way

from The Stick Figure Saints by Duncan Gillies

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Six inches too tall, two hours too late
Cut me down to size and knock me into shape
Too tired to fight, too dumb to give in
Nearing the point where the punishment is sweeter than the sin

Wipe away the cobwebs, sweep the floor clean
Bleed the bank dry like a human slot machine
I got debts I can’t pay, I got goods I can’t sell
You think you know what people want but you never can tell

Tried to climb the mountain, ended down in the hole
Walking round in the dark in the graveyard of the soul
Followed the light till the light began to fade
So I kept on walking but I never found my way

Search the internet for my latest inspiration
Do the Devil’s work, read the Book of Revelation
I know right from wrong, I just don’t know how to choose
In love with a machine I don’t even know how to use

Tried to turn my back on the age of exploitation
Politics of money and human degradation
I’m full of good intentions, full of wild desires
My mind’s a short-circuited mass of tangled wires

Justify the pleasure, try to glorify the pain
Every time I get a taste I try to give it up again
Take it all for granted like it’s just a lucky break
Take the moral high ground when there’s no ground left to take

I’m walking round in rags, got to get some new clothes
I’m speaking in tongues, seems nobody knows
Everything I do now needs an explanation
Still got high hopes, just lower expectations

Tried to climb the mountain, ended down in the hole
Walking round in the dark in the graveyard of the soul
Followed the light till the light began to fade
So I kept on walking but I never found my way

Make the problem fit the answer, make the cure hard to quit
Complicate the details, cut the facts to fit
I’m searching for the secret, what nobody every sees
Why what’s hard to explain is easy to believe

Angel on my shoulder whispers in my ear
Tells me all sorts of things no sane man wants to hear
He’s put a price on my soul, says nothing comes for free
But I got myself a ticket in God’s great lottery

Tried to climb the mountain, ended down in the hole
Walking round in the dark in the graveyard of the soul
Followed the light till the light began to fade
So I kept on walking but I never found my way

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from The Stick Figure Saints, track released April 28, 2013
Duncan Gillies: guitars. bass. vocals.

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The Stick Figure Saints Auckland, New Zealand

My name is Duncan Gillies and I have written these songs. I have recorded them in a home studio set-up and have been helped along the way by multi-instrumentalist Angel Joseph Gordon. The tracks were mixed and mastered by Nick Taylor at Sosol Sound and Lance Powell. ... more

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