We're in yellow for the new sun
She came to us from Essendon
She'd smoke three while
I'd smoke one
I wondered, will she survive?
As lemur sites all canonised
The poets we learnt to despise
We'd sketch out our blasphemies
Like Jane Austen eating shit
But tonight she will have haunted dreams
Of monsters crawling from the deep
And faces white pressed
against her eyes
But we will sing and they will go away,
they might come again some other day
But we will just sing twice as loud
An d she will survive
So red wine colours in the scenes,
we walk around the cemetery
We're talking of fidelity,
the naivete cracks
So howl into your pillow, girl,
one day your rage will sculpt the world
To gardens where you will walk free
And you will survive this
But at night she will have
haunted dreams
Of monsters crawling from the deep
And faces white will press
against her eyes
But we will sing and they will go away
They might come again some other day
But we will just sing twice as loud
And she will survive
She will survive this
She will survive