Avalanche - The Wombats

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

Something’s making that snow look so inviting

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

I miss the safety of home, but perhaps this is what I need

Perhaps this is what I need

From all the laugh and scratch bars

That devalue our cards with a smile

From all the A-listed stars

That crush our weak hearts with their style

We’re young, we’re free

We’re ultimately in denial

That we’ll never get the flash car

That does forty gallons to the mile

What’s left to lose?

Were you the search or rescue?

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

Something’s making that snow look so inviting

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

I miss the safety of home, but perhaps this is what I need

Perhaps this is what I need

From all the footballers' wives

That provide only sighs and a view

From all the cringeworthy nights

Where we break down and cry for the rue

We’re young, we’re free

We’re ultimately out our minds

That we never get what we want

Without hard work and big compromise

I’m not bitter all the time

I don’t punch at airbags when there’s nothing left to fight

(You either stay then, or hide)

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

Look at that snow, are you seeing what I see?

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

Rushing towards me

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

Something’s making that snow look so inviting

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me

I miss the safety of home, but perhaps this is what I need

Perhaps this is what I need