Midnight Oil Album

Scanning at the blue bended headlands
White flurry scudded, a dark silhouette flashes by, in the wet
It is glistening flesh
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
There is room for make believe out in the ocean
There is room for make believe out on the land
In the wet, in the dream, if its flashing then seen
In the deep marine, in the deep marine

Looking to the white framed headland
Green pockets dropping, a bright cockatoo
Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
There is room for make believe out in the ocean
There is room for make believe out on the land
In the west, crashes by, its a green silhouette
In the deep marine, in the deep marine

No one can make her, no one can break her down
Underwater, over land
No one can make her, no one can break her
Underwater, over land
No one can make her, no one can break her
She is what she is and no one can bring her down, bring her down

Looking to the white framed headland
Green pockets dropping a bright cockatoo
Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
There is room for make believe out in the ocean
There is room for make believe out on the land
In the wet, flashes by, its a green silhouette
In the deep marine, in the deep marine

No one can make her, no one can break her
Underwater, overland
No one can break her, no one can fake her
She it what she is and no one can bring her down, bring her down

Underwater, overland

No one can squeeze her, no one can freeze her now
No one can make her, no one can break her down
No one can seize her, no one can freeze her
She is what she is and you've got to see it

Wherever the wind blows
When it blows over the sea
The moon's sitting high
Waves will rise
Water shapes
Waves will take you, take you there

Surf's up tonight

Summers on hold
It will go running away
You've gotta move now
Get inside
Take that dive
Get inside today

Surf's up tonight
Now I was lonely
And you were too


I met you down at the waterline

Now there's something we can do
Now there's something left to do
Oh yeah

Surf's up tonight

Wherever you are
When you're coming over land
There's a place where you can throw it away
There's a place you can forget
You get wet, it's free
You get high, you're alive

Surf's up tonight
Come on up tonight
Surf's up tonight

COMMON GROUND

THESE ARE NOT DISPASSIONATE WORDS OF THE COOL / THE HEADLINE STILL RULES THE EDITOR'S A FOOL / SHALL WE DOUSE OUT THE FLAMES OR WILL EVERYBODY FUSE / AND LEAVE US STRANDING HERE TOMORROW / I HEARD A CALLING OUT. A CRY FROM THE HEART / FROM THE TOWNS OF CEMENT AND NO BEAUTY / A WHISPER IT TURNED HOWL. MAN HE DIDN'T KNOW / HE WAS STANDING WAITING FOR TOMORROW / NOTHING'S LEFT NOTHING'S FOUND THERE MUST BE SOME COMMON GROUND / NOTHING'S LEFT NOTHING'S FOUND THERE MUST BE SOME COMMON GROUND / I COULD NEVER FIGURE THE CALENDARS FLOW / NOR CAN I WORK OUT HOW THE WILD WIND BLOWS / BUT WE'RE READY FROM WITHIN AND WE'RE STARTING TO GO / AWAY FROM THE PLACE OF NO TOMORROW / NOTHING'S LEFT NOTHING'S FOUND THERE MUST BE SOME COMMON GROUND / NOTHING'S LEFT NOTHING'S FOUND THERE MUST BE SOME COMMON GROUND / OH THE WRECKING FIELDS ARE A TERRIBLE PLACE. WITH A SULPHUROUS SMELL AND A FRIGHTENING PACE AND THE HOOK GOES IN EARLY AND THE CRITIC IS KING AND IT'S HARD TO STAY HUMAN AND STAND IN THE RING / THERE'S NO TIME TO BE ABSENT, A CLOWN OR A FOOL / WHILE SHYLOCK IS SMILING WE'RE LOADED LIKE MULES / IF WE SURRENDER OURSELVES TO INDUSTRIAL RULES / WE'LL WAKE UP IN THE WRECKAGE OF TOMORROW/ NOW / NOTHING'S LEFT NOTHING'S FOUND THERE MUST BE SOME COMMON GROUND / NOTHING'S LEFT / SOMETHING'S FOUND CAN WE SEE SOME COMMON GROUND

In the cities and the towns
The word is coming down
No more doubt, no more pain
There's been a dragging of the chain
Now there's a price we gotta pay
No way out, no way round

Where is the town that we lived in, brother?
Where is the sound of the church bells, sister?
Now is the time to heal

You keep running from the wheel
But there抯 nothing left to feel
Empty heart down and out
Now the writer抯 can抰 explain
Why we抮e playing up again
No way out, no way down

Where is the hope of a clean tomorrow?
Hope only offers when justice is coming
Now is the time to heal

Where is the ground, the beloved country?
Women and men who have fallen silent
Where are the words that can speak forgiveness?
Now is the time
Now is the time
Now is the time to heal

On the fringes of torso and lips
Straining to hear the voice of gospel choir
Pummelled plains and beaten fields
We抮e never broken in spirit within

But I feel like we抮e coming around
Yes, I feel like we抮e coming around
Tell me

Cloud burst teeming, insect wave and bite
Yes it抯 true, we are not alone
TV silence it抯 a narrow entrance
It抯 a sometimes leading into future time

But I feel like we抮e coming around
Yes, I feel like we抮e coming around
I feel like we抮e coming around

Sins of omission, no love
Sins of omission

I heard it once before in shepherd抯 isolation
Over the horizon in blue and white now, now
Now overcome you can outrun it
When the roarings cease and the right stuff weaves and fits into your life

And I feel like we抮e coming around
Yes I feel like I抦 coming around, tell me

Sins of omission, no love
Sins

She was the golden summer wine
And now she抯 black and blue resigned
He took advantage like the spider, helpless
One too many times

You had to go ahead and sing
You had to steal that diamond ring
Upon the headstone so inscribed, they cried
One too many times

We are so human, we抮e so small
We抮e always coming back for more
A second helping third and fourth, it抯 gone
One too many times
One too many times

Hope you抮e a God, your turn to pray
Hope you've a God, it's your turn to pray
Light on the hill so far away
The light on the hill is so far away
Boy, where are you now
With skin so brown, get out of town

Star of Hope, star of Glory
Shine upon this half made man
To himself, he begs, steals or borrows
But you won't be seeing him again

Hope you've a God it's your turn to pray
Hope you've a God it's your turn to pray
Light on the hill is so far away
Sign on the hill says it's the judgment day

Howl, where are you now
Words fly around, get out of town

Star of Hope, star of Glory
Shine upon this half made man
Blinded by, a new tomorrow
You wont be seeing him again

Howl, where are you now
Where skin's so brown, get out of town

Star of Hope, star of Glory
Shining on this a frying pan
To yourself if there's some tomorrow
You wont be needing me again

Star of Hope, star of Glory
Shine upon me if you can
To myself, beg, steal and borrow
You wont be seeing me again

Sorry I am for the hurt I caused
Grieving I still do over careless words
As I move freely to a place
The debris I left behind comes back into my day

Out of time disconnected
Plagued by senses sweet desire, out of time
Out of time deluded
I plunged my hand into the mother load of love

In the rain calling out his name, I call, yes I call
In the rain falls on my shame it falls, yes it falls
In the rain

Life picked me up this morning and thrust me to the world
Like a child I抦 hurtled forward
Dreaming things anew, sights I see sound true
All the places, open faces gracing everything I view

In the rain falls on my shame I call,yes I call
In the rain falling on my shame I call yes, I call
In the rain calling out his name, I fall, yes I fall
In the rain

Here comes the angel of death
You may not remember her yet
Concrete all over her face
Child bride of the human race

Until you see life in the forest
Until you hear you抳e been abolished
Forget everything that you think you抳e been promised
Bring on the change

Sunscreen all over your face
Chatswood wasn抰 built in a day
Mysteries are in this game, I say
Shine on, take me away

Heads in the bank, hearts in the closet
Soul抯 out to lunch, will soon be upon us
We believe everything that we see, let抯 be honest
And bring on the change

Lift up your eyes, look to the heavens
Could be a sign, or a seven-eleven
Some day we抣l see everything they抳e been selling
Bring on the change c抦on, c抦on
Bring on the change, I say
You gotta bring on the change

There is a place I was born
It is a place I抳e never seen
Don抰 even know where it is
Don抰 even know my name

Where is home, where is my home?
I抦 searching far and wide

It抯 a bastard song
It is the feeling that everything抯 wrong
We are alive, we that have wings
We have devices can do anything, I say

Where is home, where is my home?
I hear my spirit cry

If you抮e out of transmission, way out on the road
If you抮e out of commission I can, give you the code
Darkness is coming and it抯 in your command
Time to be moving, time

There is a town I was born
Now there抯 a place I抳e got to call home

Where is home, where is my home?
I抦 searching far and wide, oh yeah
Where is home, where is my home?
I hear my spirit cry
It抯 in the clear blue sky

There is a place we're coming to
It is not green it is not blue
I hope that you understand

The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore
Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores
Save me, please save me

We got to prick that bubble in the shopping arcade
Gonna make amends for the things we've said
I do hope that you understand

Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand
Whose gonna lead us on to some promised land
Save me

The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore
Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores
Yeah tell me, please save me

The land lives longer if we listen to the earth beat
Lives go forward if we listen to the hearts speak
Seasons won't falter, stars won't fade away
I know

Gonna find myself a place in the country
Wake up and reach out and breathe real air
Do you know how it feels clean tissue no scars

Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand
Whose gonna lead us onto some kind of promised land
Save me

Devil was a dancing on the old foreshore
Hitting up on bright lights and the cut price the liquor stores
I say

The land lives longer if we listen to our hearts speak
Lives go forward if we listen to the earth beat
Seasons won't falter, stars won't fade away
Fade away
They won't fade away

I am gone, can't waste more time
I said, not quite joking
The fire has gone the big trees stand
The underground is smoking

Remember nothing you've been told
Means anything to me
And everything you hold is mine
In the barest degree

I walked up to the park
The lion rock was weeping
I walked on to the grave
The lizard king was sleeping

Remember nothing you've been told...

The day's draw long, too long to count
Cushioned by the wasting
Restless age, the rusted temple
A place of my own making

No matter what else you've been told
It's still all up to me
And everything you own, is mine
In the barest degree, in the barest degree

Skating down the street just beware;
people dropping dirt bombs everywhere.
when you smell that asphalt grin
and you feel it burn your skin

Its gravelrash!
burning on your ass
Gravelrash.
stay away from those cheap mopeds
dangerous on the road protect your head
enjoy the sun the beach and the smiles
beware the sand on the corner arhh!
Burning my ass
its gravelrash yeah!
woo hoo hooo! alright!

Gravelrash.
Goodnight.