Текст Hunters & Collectors – Under The Sun

These are easy days but his knees ache in the morning
Mountain water on his skin – his bald head under
Throw the kettle on the stove – the old man’s coughing out the back
Wild mint all around and he still can’t get the car started

Now there’s thirty years of dust – he’s got a chain smokers chest
And he said he always knew, well he knew what was best
Now the spirit of the place – is in the lines on the old man’s face
Bailed out back in Bendigo – dreaming again

Well everything that’s been is what is still to come
And everything that’s done is gonna be done
And there is nothing new under the sun

Now I’m sitting on the back step
Looking at the paddocks all around
Blue mountains far away
Blue sky coming down

I said «Hey can you hear me?
I’m down here, I’m down here looking out
I know ya drivin’ around out there somewhere
And I still have to shout!»

Now there’s thirty years of dust – he’s got a chain smokers chest
And he said he always knew, he knew what was best
Now the spirit of the place – is in the smile on the old man’s face
Bailed out back in Bendigo – dreaming again

And everything that’s been is what is still to come
And everything that’s done is gonna be done
And there is nothing new under the sun

Well everything that’s been is what is still to come
And everything that’s done is gonna be done
And there is nothing new under the sun

Well he dreamed of beauty – he was looking for it all his life

Yeh, someone else, someone else is gonna learn

Yeh, someone else is gonna learn, someone else is gonna learn