The New Bush
Verse 1:
The dawn is breaking, out on a back track, the sun is cutting through like a knife.
He knows the morning, the smell of the diesel, another day in a young mans life,
And he wears the dust, he
Chorus:
The New Bush is here, a turn of the page, there
You can see it in their eyes real as the Sun, a quiet revolution
Verse 2:
Her hands are wailing, and she
She knows the country, respects the old ways, she
In these changing times, she holds the line.
Chorus
The sun still burns, and the land still aches, the mob still turns, and a new day breaks.
Chorus x 2