Sweet summer substance,
the warmth of her rays...

Please listen
Cold and barren is this land...

Where snowflakes fall and fluid flows chilled,
across the ocean's path where the air stands...

But a stone's throw from home
Withers the shell of an elderly man...

Fall, did you part the sea?
Tread the sand the way you'd speak to me...

Rest in Winter's dark,
it's a long way 'til morning...

Colour runs fast when it's not sealed right.
Night blinds the eye from things that were once...

Today, my son, we hunt.
The flock over yonder will sate our hunger...

A train ride home from the city calls on many...
Sydney is a big place and too busy for dreams...

Do you remember imagining the sand upon the shore?
Waves that kiss everything while always wanting...