Kate Bush

  The Dreaming



    'Bang!' goes another kanga
    On the bonnet of the van.
        "See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
    Many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree
    'Til you near him on the motorway
    And the tree begin to breathe.
        "See the light ram through the gaps in the land."

    Coming in with the golden light
    In the morning.
    Coming in with the golden light
    Is the New Man.
    Coming in with the golden light
    Is my dented van.

    Woomera.

        "Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee
        A-a-a-a-a-
        M-m-m-m-m-
        Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
        Me-me-me-me-me,"

    Woomera.

        "Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee
        A-a-a-a-a-
        M-m-m-m-m-
        Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
        Me-me-me-me-me."

    The civilised keep alive
    The territorial war.
        "See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
    Erase the race that claim the place
    And say we dig for ore,
    Or dangle devils in a bottle
    And push them from the Pull of the Bush.
        "See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
    You find them in the road.
        "See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
    In the road.

    Coming in with the golden light
    In the morning.
    Coming in with the golden light
    With no warning.
    Coming in with the golden light
    We bring in the rigging.
    Dig, dig, dig away.

    Woomera.

        "Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee
        A-a-a-a-a-
        M-m-m-m-m-
        Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
        Me-me-me-me-me,"

    Woomera.

        "Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee
        A-a-a-a-a-
        M-m-m-m-m-
        Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
        Me-me-me-"

    Ma-ma-many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree
        "See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
    You near him on the motorway
    And the tree begin to breathe.
    Erase the race that claim the place
    And say we dig for ore
        "See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
    Dangle devils in a bottle
    And push them from the Pull of the Bush.
        "See the sun set in the hand of the man."

    "Bang!" goes another kanga
    On the bonnet of the van.
        "See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
    You find them in the road.
    In the road.
        "See the light."
    Pull of the Bush.
        "See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
    Push them from the
    Pull of the Bush.
        "See the sun set in the hand of the man."


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