Won't you come down the line Away from barren ground The harlot and the autocrat Are they driving you further down
The season's rhymes, they anchor me Against the raging tide
Take you to the last wild place Skin and the stars they embrace A caveman could a saint become In a hospital ward on the Somme
We can dive into distant amoebas Our wings could melt in the sun
I can shake I can move But I can't live without your love
I can break Over you But I can't live without your love
Our poet Henry Lawson he named them The lay'em out brigade Here they come there they go Oh great god of development Don't really know you yet Coastline hosed down washed away Economics, now there's nothing left Tomorrow's child takes concrete footsteps And they'll drink champagne or be damned
And the storm is breaking now Yeah the storm is breaking now Yes the storm is crashing down
I can shake...
Our blood vessels go sailing, galaxies away You know today's bushfire is tomorrow's inferno As rags to riches becomes the public spear Watching out down the street as other people start coming down I can see that they're smiling And that's something to be proud of And they say it's late, but you know it's never too late And they say it's late, but you know it's never too late Never too late Never too late... Won't you come down the line Away from barren ground The harlot and the autocrat Are they driving you further down
The season's rhymes, they anchor me Against the raging tide
Take you to the last wild place Skin and the stars they embrace A caveman could a saint become In a hospital ward on the Somme
We can dive into distant amoebas Our wings could melt in the sun
I can shake I can move But I can't live without your love
I can break Over you But I can't live without your love
Our poet Henry Lawson he named them The lay'em out brigade Here they come there they go Oh great god of development Don't really know you yet Coastline hosed down washed away Economics, now there's nothing left Tomorrow's child takes concrete footsteps And they'll drink champagne or be damned
And the storm is breaking now Yeah the storm is breaking now Yes the storm is crashing down
I can shake...
Our blood vessels go sailing, galaxies away You know today's bushfire is tomorrow's inferno As rags to riches becomes the public spear Watching out down the street as other people start coming down I can see that they're smiling And that's something to be proud of And they say it's late, but you know it's never too late And they say it's late, but you know it's never too late Never too late Never too late...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
