Walkabout - Parkville

We did nothing at all to help you

We did nothing at all

Staring, polite and kind, is only a measure if you mean it

I regret nothing at all, I mean it

I regret nothing at all

But did I mean it, father, was I mean to you?

Did I mean it, father, was I mean to you?

All of my friends have gone walkabout

They got together then they broke apart

All of my friends, I think that they’ve walked out

And I’ve talked myself out of calling after them

At first light stumble and fall, at first light

The next step a gambler’s house for one

The moment you blink your eyes and all of a sudden

You’re alone, shiver in the night and nobody answers their phone

It’s a bitter realisation

That the best you can do is sit and stare

And you can read that the best is yet to come

But if time keeps this still it’ll never reach me

Never reach me here

And all of my friends have gone walkabout

They got together then they broke apart

All of my friends, I think that they’ve walked out

And I’ve talked myself out of calling after them

Of calling after them

All of my friends have gone walkabout

They got together then they broke apart

All of my friends, I think that they’ve walked out

And I’ve talked myself out of calling after them