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Paul Kelly And The Messengers

Everything`s Turning to White

Late on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with three friends

They took provisions and bottles of bourbon to last them all

through the weekend

One hundred miles they drove just to fish in a stream

And there`s so much water so close to home

When they arrived it was cold and dark; they set up their camp quickly

Warmed up with whisky they walked to the river where the water

flowed past darkly

In the moonlight they saw the body of a girl floating face down

There`s so much water so close to home

When he holds me now I`m pretending

I feel like I`m frozen inside

And behind my eyes, my daily disguise

Everything`s turning to white



It was too hard to tell how long she`d been dead, the river was

that close to freezing

But one thing for sure, the girl hadn`t died very well to judge

from the bruising

They stood there above her all thinking the same thoughts at the same time

There`s so much water so close to home



They carried her downstream from their fishing; between two rocks

they gently wedged her

After all they`d come so far, it was late and the girl would

keep; she was going nowhere

They stayed up there fishing for two days They reported it on

Sunday when they came back down

There`s so much water so close to home



When he holds me now I`m pretending

Nothing is working inside

And behind my eyes, my daily disguise

Everything`s turning to white



The newspapers said that the girl had been strangled to death

and also molested

On the day of the funeral the radio reported that a young man

had been arrested

I went to the service a stranger; I drove past the lake out of town

There`s so much water so close to home



When he holds me now I`m pretending

Nothing is working inside

And behind my eyes, my daily disguise

Everything`s turning to white

Paul Kelly And The Messengers

Everything`s Turning to White

Late on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with three friends

They took provisions and bottles of bourbon to last them all

through the weekend

One hundred miles they drove just to fish in a stream

And there`s so much water so close to home

When they arrived it was cold and dark; they set up their camp quickly

Warmed up with whisky they walked to the river where the water

flowed past darkly

In the moonlight they saw the body of a girl floating face down

There`s so much water so close to home

When he holds me now I`m pretending

I feel like I`m frozen inside

And behind my eyes, my daily disguise

Everything`s turning to white



It was too hard to tell how long she`d been dead, the river was

that close to freezing

But one thing for sure, the girl hadn`t died very well to judge

from the bruising

They stood there above her all thinking the same thoughts at the same time

There`s so much water so close to home



They carried her downstream from their fishing; between two rocks

they gently wedged her

After all they`d come so far, it was late and the girl would

keep; she was going nowhere

They stayed up there fishing for two days They reported it on

Sunday when they came back down

There`s so much water so close to home



When he holds me now I`m pretending

Nothing is working inside

And behind my eyes, my daily disguise

Everything`s turning to white



The newspapers said that the girl had been strangled to death

and also molested

On the day of the funeral the radio reported that a young man

had been arrested

I went to the service a stranger; I drove past the lake out of town

There`s so much water so close to home



When he holds me now I`m pretending

Nothing is working inside

And behind my eyes, my daily disguise

Everything`s turning to white

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