Light, Yet Refreshing
DAVID LACHLAN THRUSSELL, PIETER ALAN BOURKE
There's nothing I can say to you.
There's nothing more to say.
There's no-one in this room tonight
That can make it go away.
There ain't nowhere that's safe to run.
There ain't nowhere safe to hide.
There's nothing up above and
There's nothing here inside.
The neurotic-caged-animals
That stand in my way.
The neurotic-caged-animal
I become ever day.
No I never spoke a word.
No I never made a sound.
All those dreams and ideas
Lie pissed upon the ground.
Be careful just where you swim.
Be careful what you breathe.
There's some mighty fierce creatures
Out stalking meat.
