My drug of addiction

I see peace in the bright blue skies, in the paddocks green In the warble from the magpies tounge in the breath of God I come undone, in the pouring rain there are melodies To heal hearts and fill the soul of me, I take strength from Others of the human race' i note the joy we can embrace! I see gold in the seashores sand; in sunbursts on rooiftops Its vast and grand..From Kempsey down to Wangaratta I listen to traffic on the m25 and yearn to be far from Londons tide.' To return once more to penong and look Over the plains, toward Perth or maybe i'd jump the train? Take the Indy ride.. back to the Eastern States, buy some tinnies And conjugate.? Eat Barrumundi maybe redfinToo? I'm game.' Now I'm worn and battered.. I need home again..I need the Drive of the Aussie folk, the strength of un-assuming women and blokes, And I know I'd slip right in..Like wool off the woolshed table I'd be right into the bin.'