Nullarbor

I pack my boot up and drive Everything that's necessary for my life My jack, tools and tyre repair kit It makes me look the part, but in Bridgestone I will sit Driving through the quiet rural towns A novelty sized fruit stands with nobody around The cattle station hums into the night But I ain't seen nothing yet, ya see The sun at my back when I wake My brain see-saws, is this a big mistake? Constant phone calls ring out It's nothing personal, I just need a people drought The mesmerising ocean dances slow Tormenting the great desert with its tantalising show The UHF, it crackles hard And I've only got this far, ya see And I've only got this far I'm hoping for a grand epiphany That comes to me I'm struggling, but if I trek a little further Into the dust, into the bush I'm stuck, but it's something I will feel In my guts and in my blood I want to rattle my own cage And I'll keep on rolling 'til its done Nowhere to be And I got time to kill Nowhere to be And I got time to kill Nowhere to be And I got time to kill Nowhere to be And I got time to kill And I got time to kill I'm hoping for a grand epiphany That comes to me I'm struggling, but if I trek a little further Into the dust, into the bush I'm stuck, but it's something I will feel In my guts and in my blood I want to rattle my own cage And I'll keep on rolling 'til its done