Sydney Harbour Bridge - Justin Currie

I’m always dreaming, I’m never in the moment at all

I guess I’m waiting for the veil across Australia to fall

And then I sink into the seabed of my mind

Where the fishes swim the muddy depths of time

And I feel that little give when I think of you

And Sydney Harbour Bridge sinks a little too

I could be driving, stupefied and deadened by the night

When you surprise me, rolling up and looking for a light

And then I sink into the river of my bed

And I float down through the faces of the dead

And I feel that little give when I get to you

And Sydney Harbour Bridge sinks a little too

Sure I know everybody says I treated you with carelessness

But from my side of the bridge there’s nothing I can do

And when I’m soaking wet under the Caledonian rain

I find I’m floating back into that swimming pool again

And then I sink a little lower in my hood

Because I know I wasn’t ever any good

But I feel that little give when I think of you

And Sydney Harbour Bridge sinks a little too

And there’s nothing I can do