Sweet Time from Brickwork by Steph Miller & The Winter Station

We live in this town
The smoke settles down
Looks like fear or favour

The plastic, the gold
The pioneer soul
The cards under the table

She comes with a twirl
News of the world
She talks to me in dark corners

With a twist she is gone
The night rattles on
The platitudes mix with the morning

Chorus:
Make mine sweet time
We'll travel the whole world over
Make mine sweet time
With the fair heart of a rover

And silence it seems
Was just one golden dream
Or one golden egg to plunder

There are those that stand
With their heads in their hands
Beneath the weight of the thunder

The merry go round
With the sights and the sound
And the damned roll around in the gutter

So tall on the screen
The last cowboy scene
The sunset
The broken heart lover

• Acoustic
• Australian
• acoustic
• folk
• folk rock
• indie folk
• indie rock
• singer-songwriter
• Sydney