Peter Garrett It Still Matters
Watching the parade on the news last night
I was one that walked that road before
When everything feels like its crumbling
Like the writing's on the wall
But dreams are broken, mended, and they scatter
Like seeds they fall, and then the fruit is gathered
It always was and always will be a struggle to fulfil
Stay strong, and heed the call
It still matters to me
I hope it matters to you
First principles: concrete action, reconciliation, no more talking, fix the system
Build it strong and give it purpose
Stop complaining look at nurses
There's no material privation
In the fine open cut nation
Blinded by the infant me
Whose appetite is never filled
Whose appetite is never filled
Till every living thing is killed
The selfish few still fight
For more in a planet smashing selfish war
We all take an escalator to that Woolies in the sky
To reprise Dante's inferno no longer in disguise
Across a windswept open plain
Some still go against the grain
Against the waste the opulence
Subtle, sneaking, creeping up on ya
Breaking bread at the riverbank
Washing nappies at the water tank
Happy clappy days are numbered
Tumblr, grindr, drag you under
Mixed emotions cost us dearly
Years of self-absorption really
Electric cars and white gazebos
Gadgets that can't save our world
Where one side has an excavator the other has a wooden spoon
Self-centred slick celebrities are crowding out the room
It is obvious, inglorious, self-evident, laborious
So tame this monster once and for all
Name it, shame it, rearrange it
So the dream becomes the real, and
We can feel and we can see
The dream becomes so real, and
We can dream and we can see
We all take an escalator to that Woolies in the sky
To reprise Dante's inferno no longer in disguise
I remember years ago, with the city's [?]
Syndey's jump(?) eternity
It was reaching out to me
Now in this moment we oppose it, we'll deplore it, we'll repose it
Reimagine, recompose, make it happen now, make it close
'Cause this is dignity, this is hope
There is light at the end of the road
There is dignity, there is hope
There is light at the end of the road
This is dignity, there's faint hope
There is life at the end of the road
And it still matters to me I hope it matters to you
We all take an escalator to that Woolies in the sky
To reprise Dante's inferno no
There is light at the end of the road
