Songwriter: Passenger Andrew Philips
Producer: John Reynolds Tim Oliver Andrew Philips
So I sit on this table for one
And pour me a drink that'll last
I'm not drunk I just miss being young
And I grew old so fast
My wife she breaks and she bends
My children they don't understand
I came here tonight in search of a friend
But I'm the invisible man
Cause I've swallowed my tongue
And I've polished my gun
And I've sat on my secrets for years
With my stiff upper lip
My composure won't slip
And I've hidden each silent salty tear
I sit on this table for one
And I have been here before
It's a little less than I'd had in mind
But I wouldn't ask for more
And my mother she taught me to write
And my father he taught me his trade
And I wish that they could both be here tonight
To see what a mess I've made
Cause I've swallowed my tongue
And I've polished my gun
And I've sat on my secrets for years
With my stiff upper lip
My composure won't slip
And I've hidden each silent salty tear
My sons and my daughters don't know me at all
I've dug in trenches and put up walls
I whisper I love you each night as they sleep
But no one hears me when I speak
On this table for one
So I sit on this table for one
I won't go till they tell me to leave
Why'd they teach me to follow my dreams
When dreams are all they can be?
And pour me a drink that'll last
I'm not drunk I just miss being young
And I grew old so fast
My wife she breaks and she bends
My children they don't understand
I came here tonight in search of a friend
But I'm the invisible man
Cause I've swallowed my tongue
And I've polished my gun
And I've sat on my secrets for years
With my stiff upper lip
My composure won't slip
And I've hidden each silent salty tear
I sit on this table for one
And I have been here before
It's a little less than I'd had in mind
But I wouldn't ask for more
And my mother she taught me to write
And my father he taught me his trade
And I wish that they could both be here tonight
To see what a mess I've made
Cause I've swallowed my tongue
And I've polished my gun
And I've sat on my secrets for years
With my stiff upper lip
My composure won't slip
And I've hidden each silent salty tear
My sons and my daughters don't know me at all
I've dug in trenches and put up walls
I whisper I love you each night as they sleep
But no one hears me when I speak
On this table for one
So I sit on this table for one
I won't go till they tell me to leave
Why'd they teach me to follow my dreams
When dreams are all they can be?
- Wicked Man’s Rest (2007)
- Let Her Go
- Home
- Hell Or High Water
- Simple Song
- Everything
- Holes
- Survivors
- All The Little Lights
- Heart’s On Fire
- Someday
- The Wrong Direction
- Feather on the Clyde
- Anywhere
- Beautiful Birds
- Life’s for the Living
- Runaway
- The Way That I Love You
- Patient Love
- Thunder and Lightning
- The Boy Who Cried Wolf
- To Be Free
- I Hate
- He Leaves You Cold
- And I Love Her