Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Burnie, artist - Midnight Oil. Date of issue: 20.05.2014
Song language: English
Burnie |
| Brought up in a world of changes |
| Part time cleaner in a holiday flat |
| Stare out to sea at the ships at night |
| No anaesthesia, I’m gonna work on it day to day |
| No zephyr no light relief it seems |
| But maybe it’s a dream |
| I’m lying back in a row of timber cases placed out |
| On the dock with nightmare faces looking at me |
| And I can see now, and I wanna be free now |
| This is my home |
| This is my sea |
| Don’t paint it with the future, of factories |
| I want to stay, I feel okay |
| There’s nothing else as perfect |
| I’ll have my way |
| Brought up in a world of changes |
| Waste product, pedestrian, limb from limb |
| Short changed by the surfing priest again |
| Two children in the harbour |
| They play their game stormwater drain |
| Write their contract in the sand, it’ll be great for life |
| But you can draw the blind |
| But you can’t stop the sun |
| From shining on and on and getting you there |
| Tide forever beckons you to leave |
| But something holds you back |
| It’s not the promise of the swell or a girl |
| Just a hope that someday someway it’ll be okay |
| So you stop and say |
| This is my home |
| This is my sea |
| Don’t paint it with the future of factories |
| This is my life |
| This is my right |
| I’ll make it what I want to |
| I’ll stay and I’ll fight |