They Weren’t There

You breathed infinity into my world and time was lost up in a cloud and in a whirl. We dug a hole in the cool grey earth and lay there for the night. Then you said, “wait for me we’ll fly the wind, we’ll grow old and you’ll be stronger without him” but oh, now my world is at your feet. I was lost and I was found, but I was alive and now I’ve drowned.
So now I will be waiting for the world to hear my song so they can tell me I was wrong…

But they weren’t there beneath your stare, and they weren’t stripped ‘till they were bare of any bindings from the world outside that room. And they weren’t taken by the hand and led through fields of naked land where any pre-conceived ideas were blown away… so I couldn’t say “no”.

You sighed and I was lost in you, weeks could’ve past for all I knew. You were there blanket of the over-world and so I couldn’t say, I wouldn’t say “no”. But they all said, “you’re too young to even know, just don’t let it grow and you’ll be stronger without him” but oh, now, my world is at your feet. I was lost and I was found, but I was alive and now I’ve drowned.
So now I will be waiting for the world to hear my song so they can tell me I was wrong…

But they weren’t there beneath your stare, and they weren’t stripped ‘till they were bare of any bindings from the world outside that room. And they weren’t taken by the hand and led through fields of naked land where any pre-conceived ideas were blown away…

But they weren’t there beneath your stare, and they weren’t stripped ‘till they were bare of any bindings from the world outside that room. And they weren’t taken by the hand and led through fields of naked land where any pre-conceived ideas were blown away… so I couldn’t say “no”.

Written by Missy Higgins. Published by Control.

The Sound of white

Like a freeze-dried rose, you will never be, what you were, what you were to me in memory.
But if I listen to the dark, you’ll embrace me like a star, envelope me, envelope me…
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me to before you went away – if only for a day.
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me back to the tune we played before you went away.

And if I listen to, the sound of white, sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white ..
You’re my mystery. One mystery. My mystery. One mystery.

My silence solidifies, until that hollow void erases you, erases you so I can’t feel at all. But if I never fell again, at least that nothingness will end the painful dream, of you and me…
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me to before you went away, if only for a day.
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me back to the tune we played before you went away.

And if I listen to, the sound of white sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
And if I listen to, the sound of white.

I knelt before some strangers face,
I’d never have the courage or belief to trust this place,
But I dropped my head, ‘cos it felt like lead,
And I’m sure I felt your fingers through my hair…

And if I listen to, the sound of white sometimes I hear your smile, and breathe your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white.
The sound of white,
The sound of white,
The sound of white.

Written by Missy Higgins. Published by Control.

This Is How It Goes

Suddenly I can’t stay in this room. You’ll never sway, and I have nothing left that I can think of to say.
What do you want me to think of my thought? Bear it in mind, if I cannot believe in me who will I then be?

And so I’ll run but not too far, incase you chase me, oh…
But this is how it goes, baby.
I’ll get angry at your words and I’ll go home
And you won’t call after me ‘cos I’ll be back before you know, you know…

So give me a tooth full of that smile, and know-it-all eyes you show me just to prove that you don’t need to lose it.
You tell me I’m your fortress of desire but is it a crime for me to say my own view and want then not to fear you?

And so I’ll run but not too far, incase you chase me…
But this is how it goes, baby, I’ll get angry at your words and I’ll go home then you won’t call after me ‘cos I’ll be back before you know, you know, yeah I’ll be back before you know…

La di da di da………..
And so I’ll run but not too far…

‘Cos this is how it goes, baby, I’ll get angry at your words and I’ll go home, then you won’t call after me,
‘cos I’ll be back before you know, you know…

yeah, I’ll be back before you know…
and so I’ll run but not too far…

Written by Missy Higgins. Published by Control.

The Special Two

I’ve hardly been outside my room in days,
’cause I don’t feel that I deserve the sunshine’s rays.
The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away,
and it was then I realized the conscience never fades.
When you’re young you have this image of your life:
that you’ll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife.
And you make boundaries you’d never dream to cross,
and if you happen to you wake completely lost.
But I will fight for you, be sure that
I will fight until we’re the special two once again.

And we will only need each other, we’ll bleed together,
our hands will not be taught to hold another’s,
’cause we’re the special two.
And we could only see each other, we’ll breathe together,
these arms will not be taught to need another’s,
’cause we’re the special two.

I remember someone old once said to me:
“that lies will lock you up with truth the only key.”
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
and couldn’t see this place could soon become my hell.
So is it better to tell and hurt or lie to save their face?
Well I guess the answer is don’t do it in the first place.
I know I’m not deserving of your trust from you right now,
but if by chance you change your mind you know I will not
let you down ’cause we were the special two, and will be again.

And we will only need each other, we’ll bleed together,
our hands will not be taught to hold another’s,
’cause we’re the special two.
And we could only see each other, we’ll breathe together,
these arms will not be taught to need another’s,
’cause we’re the special two.

I step outside my mind’s eye’s for a minute.
And I look over me like a doctor looking for disease,
or something that could ease the pain.
But nothing cures the hurt you bring on by yourself,
just remembering, just remembering how we were…

When we would only need each other, we’d bleed together,
these hands would not be taught to hold another’s,
we we’re the special two.
And we could only see each other, we’d bleed together,
these arms will not be taught to need another’s,
’cause we’re the special two.

Written by Missy Higgins. Published by Control.

The River

She ran until her face was numb with cold and wore a cotton gown that blazed the night untold. She ran until her feet refused to hold so heavy a heart for someone merely ten years old. And when she reached the river her knees began to shiver, her head with pounding voices from home. Behind her was a vision, a painful apparition of a darker world that no-one should know.

Somebody’s bed will never be warm again, the river will keep this friend.
Yeah somebody’s bed will never be warm again, no never again.

She dived beneath the water’s icy skin, hoping the cold would kill the smell of angry gin, and her eyes grew wider than they’d ever been just wishing the numbness to cut deeper with its pins. And as her body lay there she decided to stay there till darkness came to pull her away. And beautifully she sank as up river was the bank where some bodiless troubles would stay.

Somebody’s bed will never be warm again, the river will keep this friend.
Yeah somebody’s bed will never be warm again, no never again.

Somebody’s bed will never be warm again, the river will keep this friend.
Yeah somebody’s bed will never be warm again, no never again.

Lyrics by Missy Higgins. Music by Missy Higgins and Clif Magness
Published by Control / Blue Iron Gate Music Inc / EMI April Music Inc.

Katie

Katie was a little girl who said “I’ll find a way”. Katie was a little girl who said “it’ll be ok”. Till one day she found a little bit of something she used to drown. She said “I’m alive and I am free, but you see I have control over me.”

But will you draw the line?
Turn a blind eye to all the faces that you know?
And she said, “go”.

Katie was a little girl who never found the way. Katie was a little girl who never was ok. Cause one day she found a little bit of something she used to drown. She said “I’m alive and I am free, but you see I have control over me.”

But will you draw the line?
Turn a blind eye to all the faces that you know?
And she said, “go”.

She said “I’m alive and I am free, but you see I have control over me”…

But will you draw the line?
Turn a blind eye to all the faces that you know?
And she said, “go”.

And she said… “go”.

Written by Missy Higgins. Published by Control.

Any Day Now

How long, how long, how long will we take to come undone? If you know the answer tell me now and I’ll write up a calendar for our count down. ‘Cos what if what we see is all, is all we’ve got?

Say you’ve kept some fire aside to set light to me some surprising night. And say you’ve locked some fire away to set light to me some surprising day. To me some surprising day, any day now…

How come, how come, how come I’m now on a road holding out my thumb? If you know my destination please buy me the fastest car and throw me the keys. ‘Cos what if what we see is all, is all we’ve got?

Say you’ve kept some fire aside to set light to me some surprising night. And say you’ve locked some fire away to set light to me some surprising day.

‘Cos finger by finger we’re losing grasp and I’m questioning the reason why nothing beautiful does last…

Say you’ve kept some fire aside to set light to me some surprising night. And say you’ve locked some fire away to set light to me some surprising day, to me some surprising day… any day now.

Written by Missy Higgins. Published by Control.

Casualty

Give me my dream and give me a scene
where you have a past of which you are clean.
Oh, give me a lie.
Tell me you fell ‘cos of my grace and not to help you erase her face.
And oh, make it your best lie.
‘Cos I’m holding up a crystal glass dove in my hands and if it does
fall, if you do fall, it’s my fault

So I don’t wanna be with one more casualty
‘Cos all you’re gonna give me is pain
And I’m not gonna be with one more casualty
‘Cos all you see’s a human bandage

Tell me I’d find you’re happy inside and if I end this you’ll be fine,
Oh, tell me a lie.

Just look at me and say honestly that I’m all you want, not what you need.
And oh, make it your best lie, love,
‘Cos I’m holding up a crystal glass dove in my hands
And if it does fall, if it does fall it’s my fault.

So I don’t wanna be with one more casualty,
‘Cos all you’re givin’ me is pain
And I’m not gonna be with one more casualty
‘Cos all you see’s a human bandage

And I’ve been playing games
And now I’ve change my ways
The character I always played
Helped me to forget my name
But now I know,
So get out of my way!

‘Cos I’m not gonna be with one more casualty
It’s been too long since I looked after me …
I’m not gonna be with one more casualty,
‘Cos all you’re givin’ me is pain
And I’m not gonna be with one more casualty
‘Cos all you see’s a human bandage
I’m not gonna be with one more casualty,
‘Cos all you’re givin’ me is pain
And I’m not gonna be with one more casualty
‘Cos all you seem to give me is your pain
I’m not gonna be, no …

Lyrics by Missy Higgins. Music by Missy Higgins and Kevin Griffin.
Published by Control / Tentative Music Inc. (Admin. by Warner Chappell)

Nightminds

Just lay it all down. Put your face into my neck and let it fall out.
I know
I know
I know.
I knew before you got home.
This world you’re in now, it doesn’t have to be alone, I’ll get there somehow, ‘cos
I know I know I know
when, even springtime feels cold.

But I will learn to breathe this ugliness you see,
so we can both be there and we can both share the dark.
And in our honesty, together we will rise,
out of our nightminds, and into the light
at the end of the fight…

You were blessed by a different kind of inner view: it’s all magnified. The highs would make you fly, but the lows make you want to die.
And I was once there, hanging from that very ledge where you are standing.
So I know
I know
I know,
it’s easier to let go.

But I will learn to breathe this ugliness you see, so we can both be there and we can both share the dark. And in our honesty, together we will rise out of our nightminds and into the light at the end of the fight.

…and in our honesty, together we will rise out of our nightminds and into the light… at the end of the fight…

Written by Missy Higgins. Published by Control.

Ten Days

So we’ve put an end to it this time. I’m no longer yours and you’re no longer mine. You said this hill looks far too steep if I’m not even sure it’s me you wanna keep.
And it’s been ten days without you in my reach, and the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep.

But time has changed nothing at all- you’re still the only one that feels like home. I’ve tried cutting the ropes and I let you go but you’re still the only one that feels like home.

You won’t talk me into it next time, if I’m going away your hearts coming too. ‘Cos I miss your hands I miss your face. When I get back let’s disappear without a trace.

‘Cos it’s been ten days without you in my reach, and the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep.

But time has changed nothing at all- you’re still the only one that feels like home. I’ve tried cutting the ropes, tried letting go but you’re still the only one that feels like home.

So tell me, did you really think… oh tell me, did you really think I had gone when you couldn’t see me anymore? When you couldn’t…

‘Cos baby time has changed nothing at all- you’re still the only one that feels like home. And I’ve tried cutting the ropes, I let you go but you’re still the only one that feels like home, yeah, you’re still the only one that feels like home, you’re still the only one I’ve gotta love. Oh yeah…

Lyrics by Missy Higgins. Music by Missy Higgins and James Major Clifford
Published by Control / Spankin Scared/EMI April Music

Scar

He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note
That said “use these down to your bones”
And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him
I thought “this one knows better than I do”

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I’d fit

And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home?
Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could’ve gone?
And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smelled like sugar and
spoke like the sea
And she told me don’t trust them, trust me
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one, looked at my insides clicking
her tongue and said
“This will all have to come undone”

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
She tried to blunt me so I’d fit

And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home?
Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

I think I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I’ll never give you mine
‘Cos I’m a little bit tired of fearing that I’ll be the bad fruit nobody buys
Tell me, did you think we’d all dream the same?

And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home?
Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
Could you leave me with a scar?

Written by Missy Higgins and Kevin Griffin.
Published by Control / Tentative Music Inc. (Admin by Warner Chappell)

Don’t Ever

Let’s take the train to anywhere,
I wanna feel the wind in my hair with you.
Let’s tell them all, that soon they’ll know
how very wrong they were to think we’d never go,

and if you tell me yours I’ll tell you mine
and we will clean the cobwebs out of one another’s minds.

Don’t ever say you’ve tried to leave me in this life
Don’t ever say you’ve tried for the last time.

We’ll get a house where the trees hang low
and pretty little flowers on our window sill will grow
We’ll make friends with the milk man
and the butcher Mr. Timms will give us discounts when he can,

and if you tell me yours I’ll tell you mine,
and we will clean the cobwebs out of one another’s minds.

Don’t ever say you’ve tried to leave me in this life
Don’t ever say you’ve tried for the last time
LA DI DA DI DA…

Don’t ever say you’ve tried to leave me in this life
Don’t ever say you’ve tried to leave me in this life
Don’t ever say you’ve tried for the last time…

Written by Missy Higgins and Kevin Griffin.
Published by Control / Tentative Music Inc. (Admin. by Warner Chappell)

All For Believing

Pull back the shield between us, and I’ll kiss you,
Drop your defenses and come, into my arms.
I’m all for believing, I’m all for believing.

CHORUS:
I’m all for believing if you can reveal the true colours within.

I know you blanket your mind so much that I am blind, but I, I see you’ve painted your soul into your guard,
I’m all for believing, I’m all for believing

CHORUS:
I need to know just how you feel, to comfort you; I need to find the key let me in, into your heart, to find your soul.

Pull back the shield between us, and I’ll kiss you,
Drop your defenses and come, into my arms.
I’m all for believing, I’m all for believing.

CHORUS:
I’m all for believing, if you can reveal, the true colours within, and say you will be there for me to hold, when the faith grows old (I’m all for believing) and life turns cold, (I’m all for believing) when the faith grows old, (I’m all for believing) and life turns cold.

So if you’re cold I will stay, maybe fate will guide the way. I believe in what I see and baby we were meant to be,
(Baby we were meant to be, baby we were meant to be, baby we were meant to be)
Just belieeeeeeeeeeeeve. Just belieeeeeeeeeeeve. Just belieeeeeeeeeeeeve.

Trust in me.

Written by Missy Higgins / Published by Control

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