Stuart Miller-Osborne

Through no fault of my own I got separated I expected a rescue But no one found me

Sans que ce soit de ma faute Je me suis séparé Je m’attendais à un sauvetage Mais personne ne m’a trouvé

My eyes see everything I am not fooled

Mon appareil photo ment souvent. Mes yeux ne peuvent pas mentir. C’est la seule vérité.

Mes yeux voient tout Je ne suis pas dupe

My camera often lies My eyes cannot lie This is the only truth

Time for the crickets and katydids Leave your windows open wide The summer air will fill your room Listen for the creek trains As they pass through your town I am travelling in your dreams

I am here amongst The flowers of colour Chasing the mild shadows Of the morning sun My noble mother Is preparing a dry breakfast Using our crested plates Please be ready before the hour

Get up Look at the sky The  disintegrating SKY This is all your fault I am not to blame This all ends now Marlene Marlene

Fuck me I have only been away for a few months And the whole country has crumbled People are out on the streets protesting Because of the subtle invasions of their lovely towns The cops who are led by mindless donkeys Just to make it worse What would you do Joe Send them all back…