They say there’s a great inland sea ‘round here
But that story is a load of nonsense
In this place, a drop of water is rare
There’s just a dead world beyond the back fence
There is sand as far as the eye can see
Corroding metal, scarred rocks and red dust
Nothing lives here – It’s barren as can be
Upon this misery of the earth’s crust
The sun has been burning here for so long
And it has no intention of stopping
This environment can bring down the strong
It’s destiny to fall – No use fighting
In here, the relentless sun keeps burning
As the rest of the world keeps on turning
26th Feburary 2004
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