Trouble from One Day by Ed Brebner

Looking out for trouble
Looking out for the stains
That slip from my mind
Onto my face

Looking out for trouble
Looking out for change
Sleeping withing me
But it’s out of range

Alone in the crowd
My mind collapses
As the voices cry out loud
Unheard from the masses

The darkness surrounds
The isolated succumbs
The voices only he hears
As the others disappear

Looking for the trouble
To pull me out of the rain
Soaking I’m losing sight of the
Now covered stains

What do I need to find ?
I forget
As the evidence slowly fades
I drown and become a mess

Looking out for trouble
Looking out for the stains
That slip from my mind
Onto my face

Looking out for trouble
Looking out for change
Sleeping within me
But it’s out of range

it’s out, it’s out, it’s out of range
Looking out for trouble and it’s out of range

I was looking out for trouble, but it’s out of range

• Alternative
• acoustic guitar
• ambient rock
• folk
• pop rock
• Mérignac