Won´t you come on down the line
´Way from barren ground
Harlot and the autocrat
Are they drivin´ you further down
The season´s rhymes as 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, I can move
But I can´t live without your love
I can break over you
But I can´t live without your love
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