Lyrics No Name Lane - Bernard Fanning

No Name Lane

I woke up in a No Name Lane in a valley of green
A silver teardrop rolling from my cheek
I never had a reason to feel so relieved
Standing on the hilltop waiting for a break in the cloud
Waiting for my luck to turn around
Well, I take a little break from the static of the crowd
Tall ships pitch and spin
Clouds come rolling in a line
On the heaving horizon
There’s never gonna be a better time to say
I’ll be outta my head when the ship comes in
Lord, yeah, she’s coming in
A tender resignation from the human race
Left without a shadow of a doubt
Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
Let the money go cold, let the money go cold
Only ashes of a story begging to be told
Well, I woke up in a No Name Lane in a valley of green
A baby-boy there bouncing on my knee
I never had a reason to feel so relieved
Standing on the hilltop waiting for a break in the cloud
Waiting for my luck to turn around
Well, I take a little break from the static of the crowd
Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
Crush them with kindness and grace
I’ll be outta my head when the ship comes in