human story

in a valley town
where the roads run down
the sun shines through the shadows of death
as jessi paints her father as an angel
his feathers lightly touch her heart

a metallic collision
a momentary decision
now the girl with my sister's name
lives with her daughters by her side
their stories lightly touch her heart

on the river flat
in a rented flat
we watched U2 and drank
whatever it was we could afford
these pages lightly touch my heart

you can hear life and all its glory
if you listen to human stories...

as i'm leaving home
i swallow a river stone
thought i'd seen my father drive away
wiping something from his eye
these moments lightly touch my heart

call me and i am an eagle
above the faded colours of our land
eucalypts with blackened trunks
and wild oats the colour of the sand
of the river my father and i sat by
runs to the place with the look-out view
and that's where i think of you

where you can see life in all its glory
as you listen, listen to human stories

and the road runs down
to the valley town
the sun shines through the shadows and
then natalie sees a picture of an angel
his feathers lightly touch her heart

as her fingers lightly touch his heart