Mt Wellington Reverie

You can't walk through the isle of the dead

You can't lie still in the guesthouse bed

There's a pair of black eyes starin' down at you

From the mountaintop, through your window

The bunks are empty, your mates are gone

Breakfast lasts an hour long

Oh, warm bread, drawn tea

The bastards'll never get to me

Somebody knows, somebody knows

Somebody always knows

Somebody knows, somebody knows

Somebody always knows

Where a body goes

We're one of two, we were joined at the shoe

When we thought to make our break

So we shimmied our locks and knocked up a box

And we rode the thing down the waterway

Now the Derwent twists and the Derwent slides

It's a moving thing with many eyes

Oh, who'd have thought, at all of often

That vehicle would become our coffin?

So many souls, so many souls

So many souls in the water

So many souls, so many souls

So many souls in the water

I left me a little daughter

I left me a girl

I left them alone in that tired old world

Oh, where are they now?

I'm one of the gang set to work on the land

Clearin' and fellin' and killin'

The best of us here has a conscience clear

And he goes about it keen and willing

We're shooting them from the rocks

And we're shooting them in the water

When they're runnin', we're shooting in the backs

And we do it without a thought or care

So many lies, so many lies

So many lies we've told

So many lies, so many lies

So many lies we've told

So many lies, so many lies

So many lies we've told

We'll none of us here grow old

Not gracefully, not peacefully in this blind old land

In this dreaming land, some demon's land