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The world gets faster the tempo skips The mind plays tricks when the sunlight hits me
I get a memory flashed like a frisbee Thrown from a thousand long miles away
Thoughts go deep and underneath The ground that used to be beneath me
There's a restless need to indulge the senses Just to see what the mind remembers
Dive in, swim through the maze Hold your breath and let go of the reins
Court and a rip and a current below Mind got movement, mind got flow
From where I stand, the vision expand Over the red sand, over the land
Over the city and the bush and beyond Mind galloped over countless kilometers
To a place with the oldest origins With the silent sleeping sorrows
With the thriving creeping metropolis With the hearts of his heavies, the wallities
In a colony that paints your dreams With a glinted light off the harbour seas
The flame trees and amongst the weeds The greenest greens in the rainforest valleys
The undergrowth, solar flares Sunset spread in the sky like prayers
The rarest flowers cover the ground A legal crop support the small towns
House on silt in a cane field An old wood mill with a chain wheel
Insects hum in the afternoon Like a thousand drummers in a tiny room
And there's a silver moon that'll rise tonight Shining light along the countryside
Beaches give way to rolling pastures Wheat and barley wait for harvest
Vibro houses with peeling paint An old hills hoist and a rusty gate
A garden path, a big backyard And a clapped out car in the front
And the languid heat makes sleepless nights Lazy speak mosquito bites
Old timers who drive the road trains Rolling cigarettes single handed
Outback pubs in the blazing sun Fried up grub in the empty drums
To twelve apostles, hungry possums Empty bottles, ancient fossils
Friendly blokes, racist jokes In every way you look there are ghosts
Lightning flash, thunder crack Rain come down and the sky turned black
Cover fishing trawlers in majestic waters Loose dream wings on a shipwreck
Sure Neptune's wrath with illegible
You're gonna pay for the fish that your fathers took
The family's fear for the worst in storms Some folk weren't meant to live indoors
And the horses run, the eagles soar The car seat's hot, the breeze is warm
Drive the car south, follow the signs On highways carved into lonely coastlines
Move forward, sing the praise Drive the days to watch climates change
Tirely likely we'll sleep in the backseat With a rolled-up pillow and a bedsheet
And we drive with a mess on the windscreen And the box turn pasty at this speed
And the world runs straight all the way to the west When the sea gets down when the sun sets
Broke your flesh, service stations Drive with a bear to burn to our cars
Salt pan legs, calm and vast Colors explode under skies and glass
Snakes and lizards, red blood ribbons Buried in the dust, in the rock, in the grass
The stars in the milky way Transform the night in the darkened frame
Distant suns and constellations Shooting stars in the skies blazing
The gods they must be crazy And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods they must be crazy And the gods they must be crazy
We are all spangled orphans Shifting fortunes, channeling long dead spirits
We cling to the coast like ghosts Sunday roasts, English hopes giving way
Tired to an arm with a tyranny of distance With the heart from the golden persistence
It's hard to say what we like to say While Matilda votes as the night away
Through the blood and the sweat and the tears and the laughter
The sun and the rain and the thunder And the creeks and the rivers and the reefs
And the valleys and the fields and the beach
I saw it all clear from a house on a hill In a country far away
And I thought to myself to the day that I die That I'd be where my heart remains
We are all spangled orphans Shifting fortunes, channeling long dead spirits
We cling to the coast like ghosts Sunday roasts, English hopes giving way
Tired to an arm with a tyranny of distance With the heart of the golden persistence
It's hard to say what we like to say While Matilda votes as the night away
Through the blood and the tears and the tears and the tears and the tears and the tears
And the valleys and the rain and the thunder And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods all must be crazy
And the gods they must be crazy
And the gods are all so crazy
And the transmitters can be seen
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