(Murray on lead, w/ others doing supporting harmonies) Now all of the planes have landed And the soldiers are in their beds Smoke rises from their clothing And sweet dreams through their heads Truth faced leaves a strange taste When joy and sadness meet A country rain on a city street This life is bittersweet The boy with the bloated belly Hears today's trucks arrive He puts down his baby sister And makes his way outside Truth faced leaves a strange taste When joy and sadness meet
A country rain on a city street This life is bittersweet Everyone's a novelist And everyone can sing But no one talks when the TV's on... (guitar solo) (rest) Sweet dreams fill their heads... (Murray) The lightning flashed, and the thunder rolled And dark clouds filled the sky A country rain on a city street This life is bittersweet From the Liner: (Mike-vocals, ba** drum; Murray-lead vocal, guitar; Jean-vocals, tambourine, sheet metal; Dave-vocals, ba**)