There's a wilderness, it's a no-man's land,
between Alice Springs and the ocean,
Seventeen hundred miles of burning sand.
And, a silken thread keeps a hold on you,
and the emptiness like a potion,
tends to fray your reason strand by strand.
And there's no more need for the mask you wear,
when the last goodbyes have been said,
So, kiss the cheeks of your dearest friend,
and turn to the desert ahead.
Now, you're on your own, like a sailing ship,
You're the Captain, crew and the sailor,
Turn around and this is what you'll see..
This is ME facing ME,
All alone because I choose to be,
With the wind and the sun,
On ME, only ME.
Now you dream so much about being lost,
Your ghost by a pool while you're sleeping,
haunts you and whispers in your ear...
Give up, Give up this lonely road,
No-one knows the promise you're keeping,
You can touch the emptiness out here.
But, the grace that mends this broken wing, the blue sky to regain,
Lift those feet and raise those eyes to face the desert again.
As the dawn reveals the journeys end, In Truth it's only beginning,
And, it's as big as your eyes wish to see
