"Take the young ones to the desert
Teach them how the arrow flies
How to smell the beast upon the wind
And run with mother nature's loving lies..."Singing Land
"Your burning skies are never-ending
Across your red brush plains
Out where the dingo still is king and eternity remains
There between the old and ancient there's an oasis bright..."Solid Ground
"Down the Buckney den the burn crashes brown from
The Autumn spate
The spreading hazels rustle as they bend and sway
As they laden wait..."|
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