From St Kilda to Kings Cross - Paul Kelly, The Messengers

From St Kilda to Kings Cross

Is thirteen hours on a bus

I pressed my face against the glass

And watched the white lines rushing past

And all around me felt like all inside me

And my body left me and my soul went running

Have you ever seen Kings Cross

When the rain is falling soft?

I came in on the evening bus

From Oxford Street, I cut across

And if the rain don’t fall too hard

Everything shines just like a postcard

Everything goes on just the same

Fair-weather friends are the hungriest friends

I keep my mouth well shut, I cross their open hands

I want to see the sun go down

From St Kilda Esplanade

Where the beach needs reconstruction

Where the palm trees have it hard

I’d give you all of Sydney Harbour

All that land, and all that water

For that one sweet promenade

I’d give you all of Sydney Harbour

All that land, and all that water

For that one sweet promenade