Grant McLennan 1958-2006

One light, one light's all you need to keep the dark out. One hand, one hand's all it takes to turn the light off. Too close and he knew it. His knowledge cost him everything he had. Too tired to feel it, you shake him and the only thing that breaks, you shake him and the only thing that breaks, are bones and bones and bones and bones that break.

Almost, almost something that you read and dream about. Bad luck, it's just bad luck the good luck's all run out. The noises came and the noises went, with promises that were heaven sent. Lies are told when lives are spent, you shake him and the only thing that breaks, you shake him and the only thing that breaks, are bones and bones and bones and bones that break.

You'll never change him you'll never break him you'll never waste him one hand, one light, one hand, one light.

It Could Be Anyone, The Go-Betweens / Grant McLennan, Send me a Lullaby

"... morreu ontem, sábado, durante o sono, e de causa ainda desconhecida. Tinha 48 anos." *