Lonsdale Avenue by Ted Leo Lyrics
Lonsdale Avenue, I'm coming back home
I've been walking, I've been walking, many a mile alone
Long long avenue, I'm one of your own
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone
I don't have enemies, no enemies in mind
But I've got friends and I have seen them all pass by
I had a job, in fact I worked it all the time
It hurts to find I never put enough aside
Pierced with ever pixel
Shame, but that's the game
Left over and out here
I'm not asleep again
Lonsdale Avenue, I'm coming back home
I've been walking, I've been walking, many a mile alone
Long long avenue, I'm one of your own
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone
I had a selkie child, in troubled time she came
I couldn't protect her from this life and all its pain
We called her many things, and those things she'll remain
But she taught me better love, that I might love again
To slip into the slipstream, follow her and go
But this man who'd gladly move a million mountains
Must get outside and shovel snow
Lonsdale Avenue, I'm coming back home
I've been walking, I've been walking, many a mile alone
Long long avenue, I'm one of your own
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone
Lonsdale avenue, I'm coming back home
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone
I've been walking, I've been walking, many a mile alone
Long long avenue, I'm one of your own
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone
I don't have enemies, no enemies in mind
But I've got friends and I have seen them all pass by
I had a job, in fact I worked it all the time
It hurts to find I never put enough aside
Pierced with ever pixel
Shame, but that's the game
Left over and out here
I'm not asleep again
Lonsdale Avenue, I'm coming back home
I've been walking, I've been walking, many a mile alone
Long long avenue, I'm one of your own
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone
I had a selkie child, in troubled time she came
I couldn't protect her from this life and all its pain
We called her many things, and those things she'll remain
But she taught me better love, that I might love again
To slip into the slipstream, follow her and go
But this man who'd gladly move a million mountains
Must get outside and shovel snow
Lonsdale Avenue, I'm coming back home
I've been walking, I've been walking, many a mile alone
Long long avenue, I'm one of your own
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone
Lonsdale avenue, I'm coming back home
I've been working, I've been working, my fingers to the bone