From the recording Big Boot Running

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Big sky tonight
Crisping up a frost
Satellites are streaming, living the dreaming
Carrying the souls
of the lost

The sun is setting somewhere
Anicca drawn in the sky
Here it’s always 3 am
That time when dreams crawl off to die

Big boot running
Throwing sparks
I’m a face down puddle
in the park
Wherever you go
It’s always now
And big boot’s running on

Hills with their guts spilling out
To make gravel roads that lead north to nowhere
And lowdown towns are drowning
Like Ruawai returning to the salty swamp

Kahikatea teach me
Let me stand beside you…
We stand together our roots pierce the clay
All of my fears nail biting nightmares
Become a flame to light the way