My Legs Are Gone
Neil Finn

The time has begun
I go to the sleeping water now
The slow tide of Spring
I am drawn towards your beckoning
Starting to breathe
But the dawn is slow in coming now

And my legs are gone
Hear my friends say there’s nothing wrong

Caught on a bad day
Caught on a bad day
I don’t now which side I am on
Caught on a bad day
Caught on a bad day

We’re drifting away
From the smoke and the burnt out firewood
We’re lighter than day
And I tremble for a moment at the sight of you
Slow hand Spring
Here comes the day of reckoning

And my legs are gone
Hear my friends say there’s nothing wrong

Caught on a bad day
Caught on a bad day
I don’t now which side I am on
Caught on a bad day
Caught on a bad day

I wouldn’t like a warning when the big day comes
Let me hear the angels singing
Hallelujah

Phaeroh on the news
Lying in a golden rubbish tin
And gathered ‘round his head
Were expensive things he couldn’t take with him

And my legs are gone
’Cause I left them on the barroom floor
And the wise woman said
There’ll be peace and contentment for sure
And my legs are gone
But there’s one that I must do

Tell you I love you
Look at the ocean
And tell me it’s not blue
Looks like summer
Looks like summer
Looks like everything I knew
Caught on a bad day
Caught on a bad day
But I still want to be with you

Song appears on: