Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Dobbyn
Dave Dobbyn
Performer
Dave Dobbyn & the Stone People
Dave Dobbyn & the Stone People
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Dobbyn
Dave Dobbyn
Songwriter
Neil Finn
Neil Finn
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MITCHELL FROOM
MITCHELL FROOM
Producer

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Well, this is our show time
In the heart of the Pacific
The French, and the cavalry
Are dealing deadly waves
And you can stand back in anger
Or in total despair
You can raise your voices up
Maybe move some air
Maybe the rain will wash your tears away
Into the stream with autumn leaves
Some other spring may grow
Sometimes some other spring may grow
Maybe the rain will wash your poison hands
Into the belly of the ocean wide
That some other child may grow
Sometimes some other child may grow
There is no getting outta this
The damage is horrific
And while they're tattooing chromosomes
From Bikini to the Marshall Islands
They make your front yard
A urinal, during R&R
This is some kind of suicide
Beyond the mere bizarre
Maybe the rain will wash your tears away
Into the stream with autumn leaves
Some other spring may grow
Sometimes some other spring may grow
Maybe the rain will wash your poison hands
Into the belly of the ocean wide
That some other child may grow
Sometimes some other child may grow
In the future, some other child may grow
Get outta here, some other child may grow
Maybe the rain
Maybe the rain
Maybe the rain
Written by: Dave Dobbyn, Neil Finn
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