Every night when the sun goes down and cool air with calm surrounds The silent garden in which can be found the tree of love Every night you can find
We knew when we began, it wouldn't last forever But we always thought, somehow it would get better. There should be love and affection, not rejection,
(M.Callaghan) When she calls this lonesome neighbour, Love is nervously creeping around Whispering 'there's a life defined By your love sometimes
(G.Stapleton) I keep a picture of you on my wall Exactly why it's there I can't recall I think I keep it to remind myself That what we had was never
I think I hear the sounds of then, And people talking, The scenes recalled, by minute movement, And songs they fall, from the backing tape. That certain
To the north are the canefields, seas of waving green And then the fires come, and burn the water It's a sight to be seen The men in slouch hats reap
It's a temporary world in which we live The cycle continues we take and we give As the tone of our connections resonate on I remember your voice whispering
You know I drove home today, I saw the places I'd played For hours in the sun, five on five, three on one And the trees had all gone from the street with
The spirit rose, above a hundred languages And the moon was there for all to see And the beat goes on across a 100 languages And the sun is the same,
(Robert James) I can feel the earth for the first time since my birth I can feel it through the holes in my old walking shoes Don't know where I'm going
(James/Callaghan/Stapleton) All around us then the bells were ringing The voice of freedom rang across the land The walls that divided us were crumbling
For what you value, for what you care, Well it's a pressure situation Life encountered from day today, Uneasy feelings of uncertainty. Back by the bywash
Sometimes you know I hear you crying in the night Your sobbing sounds so lonely, don't worry It'll be alright I know you're dreaming, I know you're lost
( Robert James) Through endless spinifex and ochre sands and bearded dragons The nearing crack of breaking waves cools the desert heat Trudging through
(G.Bidstrup, K.Bee, G. Stapleton) When the world we know began I wonder if there was a man Who didn't know that it can't be done And didn't listen to
So this is the house, the house that we built So this is the car, the car that we bought So these are the things, the things that money can buy You say
(M.Callaghan /R.James) From up in the mountains you can see the beaches lying in the sun Copacobana to Leblon And daily you go there knowing you will
I can still recall, scenes at the start of it all And how the colours changed, I know, I painted every wall All the things we didn't do All the big plans