Elimination Day Songtext
von Star Thistle

I′ve never been that strong on beginnings
Guess I'm always rehearsing my part in the end
Green to brown it goes, a hard blue frost in summer clothes
Another day, another way of falling down again

And every ending takes a payment from me
Half moon hung up high and dry above me

It′s hard to build a life around a tired heart
The night's too long, the air's too thin
The songs I used to play, I sat down to sing today
But the lines that once were mine wouldn′t let me in


My body feels like driftwood on the shoreline
All grey and far away, like it′s hardly even mine

So here's to the winds that never shifted
I′ll drink a toast to all the clouds that never lifted
Here's to elimination day
And here′s to the things I should never say

Now only the simplest music moves me
Nothing's gonna improve me but time on my own
And somewhere in my mind there′s a voice that's singing by and by
I'm going home I′m going home I′m going home
I'm going home I′m going home I'm going home
I′m going home I'm going home I′m going home