Midnight Oil - The Great Gibber Plain Lyrics






From the great gibber plain
To the Indian ocean
From the stones at my feet
To my sawn off emotions
Already gone
We've already been
We're free free
To secede

From Gallipoli's cliffs
To the banks of the Thames
For those that are nameless
Does memory remain
How can we forget
What's already been
We're free so free
To secede

Like crimson turning to gold yeah
Like crimson turning to gold

Caught in the detail of losses and gains
You cannot abandon something so tame
It's already gone already been
We're free free so free
To secede





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  1. K.... A....

    I feel this deeply biking home on hot evenings when the smoggy sun runs crimson and yellow. I think of it chugging up those last hills as I travel up from the river crossing, through the nasty roundabout, and as I feel the temperature drop heading up to my home on the edge of the woods. It is a nice mellow balm as my lungs are exploding, a mantra to calm me in that last km to get home.

  2. D.... L....

    Música relaxante! Midnight Oil é top demais!!!