Peter Garrett

Tall Trees

Peter Garrett


Just as the tall tree stands
unmoved by daily passions
Just as the sky's a roof that's over our heads
Just as we navigate the shoals
of those discussions
There's no more rights to wrong
We're meeting in our heads
All we ever needed is in this place

I, I'm rolling back
Like a monk that's taken holy vows
I've jumped across the here
And now I'm back
Weli I, I'm rolling back
Like a Boeing safely landed
A vessel that's been stranded
I'm back

I found out kinda late, I found out kinda slow
No pride in circumstance, no feelings did I show
I did some desert time, a slowing down the mind
And then I caught a wave to carry me back
All we ever needed is in this place

I, I'm rolling back
Like a choirboy with a lust for life
A cherry picker reaching ripe, I'm back
Well I, I'm rolling back
Like a kingfish spitting out that hook
I'm coming round for a second look
I'm back

I, I'm rolling back
Like an astronaut's moon landing
Like a swamp that you can stand in
Back
Yes I, I'm rolling back
Replete with all my foibles
No catastrophe avoided
I'm back

Well I, I'm I back
Like Muhammad Ali's punching bag
Or Rupert Murdoch's latest swag
A counselor still listening a prisoner forgiven
A farmer praying for some rain
Blocking existential pain
Like Genghis who was known as Khan
A pile up on the autobahn
Like a scientist counting galaxies
A mother with more mouths to feed
Like a rainbow serpent on the run
The baggy green still chewing gum
The early morning rising sun
Built to last and born to run
A microsecond's worth of fun
I think I've heard the starter's gun
I'm back, yes I'm back

Compositor: Peter Roberts Garrett
ECAD: Obra #14555559

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