Dan Jordan - Road Less Travelled Lyrics

Now people don't like being told their wrong
But if we never lose, we would never learn
So we'll play this one by ear and close to our chests
And it'll be the best one yet

This kind of hardship, it's getting old
As we struggle to walk, our boots weary with gold
Yes, this silhouette casts a misleading shape
Whatever we had, it's too late

We've become tethered to this place, by means of design
Addicted to trinkets, cigarettes and wine
Now this stage has become far too grand
And nothing ever goes as planned

And you can tell by the way
That this river bends
That nothing too good will come
As the Queen of hearts
She don't take too kind
To the people she leaves behind
She really doesn't have the time

This unwavering splendour casts no doubt or fear
Over all that is right, no nothing's sacred here
So close the door on thought and not a moment too soon
Now that love's become a cheap motel room

You're still a magpie and a pest but we'll be sure to salute
Dressed as neat as a pin, in a sharp patchwork suit
No, never in a month of Sunday's will you find
A better way to lose your mind

Don't you think it's time to fold and cash it all in?
You're a train without brakes, an umbrella in the wind
Hurry up and get the washing, in from the storm
We don't think we can take much more

But as long as I've got
My hat and my dog
I'm not too worried about you

You can call me fool
And my dog, not so bright
But we never could resist a fight
No, we never could resist a fight

In this land of mountains and giants, things are getting outta hand
I see forgotten grains of paradise, in every grain of sand
But this crooked door, the one that never fit the frame
If it's fixed, it just wouldn't feel the same

It's a lie that your very character believes
And a truth that only, time can deceive
So we'll keep searching for any signs of life
Between the torture and this laidback strife

Take a sip, to lift your liberal spirits then unwind
But cling on tight to the ideals that your dad left behind
We'll start you off in life, here in this place of beauty queens
Where you can blossom into troubled teens
Now we're nearly at the end
And all we can see
Are other ways to start on up

So don't dwell too much
On your reality
'Cause there is no, such, remedy