All the strangest things keep happening All by my father's old magnolia tree And the Sydney sky is rainless and sings off-key But it's cool in a weird way that I wish I could be It's the weirdest high and the lowest peak God, I’m an alien on my own goddamned street I climb some wall and curse out my favourite team And stare at the freeway, inveterately free
Go farther in hope, go farther Go farther in lightness Go farther in hope, go farther Go farther in lightness
