
Just round the corner,
behind the plush, in our bush,
a blossoming life.

Just round the corner,
behind the plush, in our bush,
a blossoming life.
World burns, chokes, suffers;
that’s climate change in action,
at our inaction.

Please leave silently;
let the remains rest in peace,
recover pieces.

Wilder than bushfire
spreading across the nation,
heartfelt gratitude.

Laugh, dance, be silly,
for expression is freedom
and music, an aide.