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Flies buzz around the homemade irrigation The labels on the bottles sag in condensation Can hear the crunch of tyres On the backyard gravel Sister leans on Grandpa's shovel And the heat twists the air Like crinkled cellophane And it shimmers too Like spilt kerosene 'round the driveway drain One more day, brother One more day You can still see the cricket On the T.V from the back veranda So the men stand around like headless agapanthuses But you watch the rosellas people a perfect sky And you feel perfect too, but can't say why Now Dave wears long-sleeves To cover up the track-marks on his arms just in case Ah but he can't hide What's written in the rings and the lines on his face But I ain't never seen the sun Set through the gums like that before And would it really matter If it was the last thing you ever saw? One more day One more day One more hour As the sun dips behind the Telstra tower So, think of all the things that you would say With one more day Coils burning in the pool-side patio Brother, we got Skyhooks on the wireless radio There's this picture of Dad, Grandpa and myself Rosary beads and candles burning on the cluttered shelf Now Grandpa did it in one August night With a sawn-off shotgun (Beneath my breath now) Don't ask me where he fucken got one Now Dave comes in ragged He's been round the bend And he's all wigged out He's going off at Mum again Mum just stands there and takes it Like the backyard Jacaranda Like Sisyphus Like a sun-burned agapanthus One more day One more hour One more petal falls From the back-veranda flower Maybe then I'd find the words to say (One more day) But I'd probably just piss it all away (One more day) I'd lie awake a lifetime in your arms (Not fade away) And I'd never do no one any harm (One more day) One more day Just fade away I fade away One more day (Give me one more day) One more day (Give me one more day)
Writer(s): R J Mahon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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