The Whitlams - The Ballad of Lester Walker lyrics

Lester Walker wasn't a great talker He went to parties but always stood along People amused him, he was always looking on But now our Lester Walker's gone Bus rides, highways, looking for a new place Found a new space and called it home Seen on beaches making castles in the sand Being alone was all he'd ever known Well he's gone Our Lester's gone from our home That's what his mother cries He doesn't even phone to tell her how he is His room's the same s when he was just a little boy I know that he'll return some day, yeah she knows he will Three months later in the park he meets a boy named Sid They talk of all the things they'd do and all the things they did Everyday they'd sit and meet and talk and watch and laugh So close a bond yet so innocent, a love was formed The two of them climb up a hill and in a warm embrace They watch the sun slowly set behind a mountain range All they needed was there and then nothing needed to be said 'Cause nothing can disturb the unconcerned But then In the morning paper Lester reads that Sid is dead Got stabbed in the park late last night Lester cries out in pain, runs to the window and releases himself Now side by side they lie in the mortuary Well he's gone Our Lester's gone from our home That's what his mother cried The phone smashed on the floor she knows where her son lies His room's the same as when he was just a little boy Never to return to his mother's loving arms Oh yes he's gong Our Lester's gone from our home She cries and cries No he don't phone no more, she knows where he now lies His room's the same aw when he was just a little boy Never to return to his mother's loving arms Words & Music: Stevie Plunder Tim Freedman: vocals, piano Stevie Plunder: guitar, vocals Andy Lewis: ba**, backing vocals Louis Burdett: drums Recorded January, March 1993 at Skyhigh