Arcadia Lyrics

A bottle of coke, a bunk below the waterline

A heart full of hope, full of home

Goodbye to the smoke, to winter coats in summertime

Goodbye to the coast you own

Left a bedsit, a sense of an exit from everyday

Two weeks pay for empty waves

Carried aboard the Arcadia

From the ruins of an island that failed

Beached on the shore of Australia

In the dry heat in a sheet metal shell

Slipped past The Horn with a heart divided, heart torn

Called to the place you were born

The moon upside-down, sunk by the sun over a migrant town

The night filled with alien sound

With your white skin: a passport, a transport to waiting land

Faded ads for endless sand

Carried aboard the Arcadia

From the gas fires of a shrapnel-smashed world

Beached on the shore of Australia

In the dry heat in a sheet metal shell