The Eastern Plain
Trouble By Trouble
Oh hear, the ocean is near
Where you dug a hole
And buried my fear
And we, scattered like trees
Sometimes in line
But I’m down all the time
You wait, but still it’s
Trouble by trouble by
Trouble by trouble
Too late, it’s all
Trouble by trouble by
Trouble by trouble now
Arrive late at the scene
Nothing makes sense
Don’t know what you mean
You can’t put all things aside
There’s no way out and
God knows I’ve tried
For better, or worse it’s
Trouble by trouble by
Trouble by trouble
So save your tears it’s
‘Cause it’s trouble by trouble by
Trouble by trouble now
You take all that is left
Nothing to mourn
And no looking back
A sigh, we’re caught in the wind
Where our story ends
Another begins
You wait, but still it’s
Trouble by trouble by
Trouble by trouble
Too late, it’s all
Trouble by trouble by
Trouble by trouble now
Trouble
Trouble
Trouble now