Tim Eaton and The Highway Roses - Whatever This Is

Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is

Four Years on I've hung my gold diploma on the wall
Illusionists Apprentice level three
I've Burned the box the trapdoor and the locks It's taken all my tricks
But here I stand invisible but free
I'm so damn good the mirrors I don't need

See there's loneliness and there's whatever this is
Yeah there's loneliness and there's whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is

It's my fault I fell so fast I disappeared at will
Turned my light off happy off the grid
Turns out holed up in this hideout ain't the place to be
It's lonely cold and dark without a fire
It's lonely cold and dark without her fire

I'll saddle up the old grey mare and hit the road and somewhere out there
Hope I draw a hand that keeps me in
A king an Ace a Queen of Hearts
No turn back wrong way signs that I might
Wrest this devils grip from around my throat
Lady Luck's always been good to me

See there's loneliness and there's whatever this is
Yeah there's loneliness and there's whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever this is

Written by:
Timothy Eaton

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