Maybe I'll get the bus
And see the drivers behind their wheels
And walkers strolling towards
The end of summer, if need be
On the outskirts, the ramshackle gardens
Shanty town huts, a graveyard on a hill
Trees reaching for the sky
Fallen leaves scattered around me
Fields soaking up the sun
As roadside litter slips by me
Burnt out cars and fallen signs
Tattooed drivers steering their trailers with one hand
Apple orchards on parade
Sunflowers bowing, staring at the ground
Trenches dug and abandoned
Children on a path, kicking stones
Graffiti on broken walls
Apple crates waiting to be filled
And everything is within reach
Highly strung high-tension lines, above me
And everything is within reach
And I will call your name, if need be
And everything is within reach
And I will call your name, if need be
David McClymont & Peter Loveday - Everything Is Within Reach Lyrics
David McClymont & Peter Loveday - Everything Is Within Reach Lyrics
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Maybe I'll get the bus
And see the drivers behind their wheels
And walkers strolling towards
The end of summer, if need be
On the outskirts, the ramshackle gardens
Shanty town huts, a graveyard on a hill
Trees reaching for the sky
Fallen leaves scattered around me
Fields soaking up the sun
As roadside litter slips by me
Burnt out cars and fallen signs
Tattooed drivers steering their trailers with one hand
Apple orchards on parade
Sunflowers bowing, staring at the ground
Trenches dug and abandoned
Children on a path, kicking stones
Graffiti on broken walls
Apple crates waiting to be filled
And everything is within reach
Highly strung high-tension lines, above me
And everything is within reach
And I will call your name, if need be
And everything is within reach
And I will call your name, if need be
And see the drivers behind their wheels
And walkers strolling towards
The end of summer, if need be
On the outskirts, the ramshackle gardens
Shanty town huts, a graveyard on a hill
Trees reaching for the sky
Fallen leaves scattered around me
Fields soaking up the sun
As roadside litter slips by me
Burnt out cars and fallen signs
Tattooed drivers steering their trailers with one hand
Apple orchards on parade
Sunflowers bowing, staring at the ground
Trenches dug and abandoned
Children on a path, kicking stones
Graffiti on broken walls
Apple crates waiting to be filled
And everything is within reach
Highly strung high-tension lines, above me
And everything is within reach
And I will call your name, if need be
And everything is within reach
And I will call your name, if need be
Writer: Peter Loveday
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: David McClymont & Peter Loveday
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Peter Loveday