The Black Stump Lyrics

An icy window,

An icy heart

An Icy engine but somehow this old truck still seems to start

Everybody's watching

Everybody See's

Everybody's looking but they never seem to find out what they need

A cyclone keeps blowing but the black cockies won't leave his mind

The bushfire keeps burning but it won't thaw out his frozen heart

The Black Stump's waiting

For the old man's soul

It sits and waits but this old fool, refuses to admit that he's old

Radiator's leaking,

Tires are flat

Brake lines are cut, but there's still no hope in hell he's turning back

A cyclone keeps blowing but the black cockies won't leave his mind

The bushfire keeps burning but it won't thaw out his frozen heart

The tide'll keep rising, the rain won't stop the lightning,

The thunder throws the dust in his face

He'll march on down that road like the clock cuffed to his wrist,

He's searching for the girl, who's never seen his face.

Run!

The Black Stump's calling his name

The Black Stump's calling his name