Ian Moss
telephone booth
I can't hide it,
so good to be here.
Lost in transit,
out on a free year.
There's no truth,
eyeing me sideways.
Just a telephone booth,
on a highway.
I ain't hiding,
there's been no breakdown.
Where I'm aiming,
I see the sundown.
One horizon,
eyeing me sideways.
Just a telephone booth,
on a highway.
Everything for miles,
is high on the silence.
Everything's my way.
Where I'm calling,
there's no religion.
No-one falling,
my absolution.
Is all truth,
eyeing me sideways.
In a telephone booth,
On a highway.
I stand ready,
for any new direction.
That the sun may lead me down.
Everything for miles,
is high on the silence.
Everything's my way.
In a telephone booth,
On a highway.
- :
- Petrolhead
- Petrol Head
- Ian Moss Live
- A Tribute to Lobby Loyde, Billy Thorpe and Pete Wells
- Six Strings
- Acoustic Series Sampler 3
- Six Strings (10th Anniversary Edition)
- Matchbook
- Songs for My Ute
- VB Slab of Rock
- Decade of Number One Hits: 1985-1995, Volume 2
- The Best Ever Australian Album
- Australian Legends II
- My Generation: The Soundtrack of Our Lives, Part 1
- Songs for My Ute, Volume 2
- Big Hits
- 101 Aussie Hits
- Australian Made, Volume 2
- Video Hits: 20 Years of Australian Hits
- Australian Celebration