Kate Grealy: Music

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About the high incidence of suicides in rural + regional Victoria (Australia) during the 2006 drought

A coal black sky
Three hours before dawn
Lying in bed with open eyes
Wondering what's to come

The cattle stir
They're eating the neighbours grass
It's the first week of December
And Feed is running out fast

If he's five minutes late
I'm walking out the gate
Calling out his' name
Calling out his' name

The midday sun
Nearly burning up the ground
A ground as dry as a tinderbox
A monochrome of brown

The wind it stirs
A hot offensive wind
Carrying a sad sheep's cry and a neighbour's conversation

If he's five minutes late
I'm walking out the gate
Calling out his' name
Calling out his' name

The sun goes down
I listen for his' car
Stone-cold, I hear nothing
But the beat of my own heart

The wind it stirs
A hot and restless wind
Sounding something like the sigh that I breathe when he walks in

If he's five minutes late
I'm walking out the gate
Calling out his' name
Calling out his' name