Lyric The Other Side

wheels are grinding at the rumour mill
turning churning into overkill
to manufacture all the truth you will believe in
i d happy just to drift along
cast my shadow by the fiery sun
but the sky s been drowned by the clouds on my horizon
here they come again with all these lies
squeezing them between the cracks and fissures of my mind
and it s time to go baby, take a ride
to the furthest shore, to the other side
sat here watching how the water flows
she s quite happy with the way she goes
and i ll feel much better when i learn some of their secrets
see people how they run around
building towers on the shifting sand
and I wish they wouldn t cos they make me feel distracted