Lyrics by John G Leatherman and Shane Gardner

Static

A fitting end
A quiet time
A beautiful death
One like mine

I tried so hard
Despite the madness
Tied up in the sadness

Find a space
To lay my head
Somewhere in the dark
Somewhere I’m dead
I look to the stars
And hear the sounds of aliens
Static in my head

It’s a beautiful thing
To see the end
And make amends
To this bitter end

It’s devastating
To say the least
The mate that I released

Thought I could wish
Those years away
All those whirling knives
Thought I could Say
I look to the stars
and hear the sound of aliens
Static in my head

Your static's in my head
Your beauties in my head
Your static’s in my head
Your beauties in my head

Your static’s in my head


Bolt from the Blue

Running out of time
Running away from you
A force to be reckoned with
A force to be reckoned with
A Bolt from The blue

I hear the rain
Bolt from The Blue
I hear the rain
There's nothing we can do

Running in circles
Running towards the end
Caged like a lonely beast
Caged like a lonely beast
I see you my friend

I hear the rain
Bolt from The Blue
I hear the rain
There's nothing we can do
I hear the rain
Bolt from The Blue
I hear the rain
There's nothing nothing we can loose
We can loose