Living like Adam and Eve in the comfort of our teenage splendour
The gardens and parks and the day break
I lay precious gifts like fruits and books at your feet
I was young and I was candid
The heartbreak nameless feeling carried by
the undertow of a future that continues to beckon an unyielding finger
Wandering in the graveyard
Living dancing
On the shoulders of silliness
And pleasure
In equal measure
Bushfire season cleanse me burn away the skin so that my friends see
How much I adore them
A notion comes upon me catch it like an insect
Before it flutters into wordless history
I put my hands together on my knees
I say I’m ready for what you give me
I’ll make mistakes but they won’t out live me
Wandering in the graveyard
Living dancing
On the shoulders of affliction
And pleasure
In equal measure
Sea containers in the harbour who knows what they harbour
Furniture
Cars cocaine and meat
Sheep for slaughter
Little creatures in the water
Eat each other and are happy with what God gave them
Wandering in the graveyard
Living being
On the shoulders of silliness
And pleasure
In equal measure