Too Long In The Wasteland Lyrics - Storybook (amazon Exclusive) - Kasey Chambers

Hear the trucks on the highway, And the tickin' of the clocks 

There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon, Bullet holes in the mailbox 

Bullet holes in the mailbox, Keyholes in my mind 

Too long in the wasteland 

Too long in the wasteland 

I've fallin' behind 

She said won't you come see me, When the sun goes down 

It'll be just like the old days, When I used to let you hang around 

Well I don't know, I might not speak the language any more 

Too long in the wasteland 

Too long in the wasteland 

I've closed some doors 

People in the village, Watch the children play 

At the sight of a stranger, They call the kids away 

Just leave that man alone, I hear the mothers say 

Too long in the wasteland 

Too long in the wasteland 

What's made him that way 

I hadn't intended, To bend the rules 

Whiskey don't make liars, It just makes fools 

So I didn't mean to say it, But I meant what I said 

Too long in the wasteland 

Too long in the wasteland 

Must have gone to my head 

Jet trails in the sunset, a long way away 

cuttin' cross the horizon, At the edge of the day 

And it calls out to me, Come fly away, I've been 

Too long in the wasteland 

Too long in the wasteland 

I believe I'll have to stay 

Too long in the wasteland 

Too long in the wasteland 

I'll have to stay 

There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon 

Bullet holes in the mailbox 

Bullet holes in the mailbox