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Introducción:
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I think I hear the sounds of then, and people talking
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The scenes recalled by minute movement
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And songs they fall from the backing tape
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That certain texture, that certain smell
To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets
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Brings home the heavy days
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Brings home the night time swell
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Out on the patio we'd sit
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And the humidity we'd breathe
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We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields
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Laugh and think, this is Australia.
The block is awkward, it faces West
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Out on the patio we'd sit
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And the humidity we'd breathe
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We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields
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Laugh and think that this is Australia.
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To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets
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