You led me into Sydney rain
With nothing but your name
High on hills where moments fleet
The harbour at your feet
The stairways down are twisted
It's all so overgrown
It's as though no one comes down here
The pavements also,
All so alone
The jacarandas rich this time of year
The ferns are growing
Down beneath those terraces
You said you dreamt of owning
But it's more than shades of purple
Amongst this great unknown
Take a hold, of all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Up the railway yard to where the faces stuck in stone
A lonely walk to the mansions where the roses, all in rows
No one ever stops down here, cartoons the watchful eye
Counting every footstep in Wendy's evening light
Take a hold, all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Does the lavender and bark chips still smell the same
Do the angels trumpets still call your name
Is that towers window still the perfect frame
Do the angels trumpets still call his name
Take a hold, all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Kaurna Cronin - Lavender Bay Lyrics
Kaurna Cronin - Lavender Bay Lyrics
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You led me into Sydney rain
With nothing but your name
High on hills where moments fleet
The harbour at your feet
The stairways down are twisted
It's all so overgrown
It's as though no one comes down here
The pavements also,
All so alone
The jacarandas rich this time of year
The ferns are growing
Down beneath those terraces
You said you dreamt of owning
But it's more than shades of purple
Amongst this great unknown
Take a hold, of all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Up the railway yard to where the faces stuck in stone
A lonely walk to the mansions where the roses, all in rows
No one ever stops down here, cartoons the watchful eye
Counting every footstep in Wendy's evening light
Take a hold, all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Does the lavender and bark chips still smell the same
Do the angels trumpets still call your name
Is that towers window still the perfect frame
Do the angels trumpets still call his name
Take a hold, all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
With nothing but your name
High on hills where moments fleet
The harbour at your feet
The stairways down are twisted
It's all so overgrown
It's as though no one comes down here
The pavements also,
All so alone
The jacarandas rich this time of year
The ferns are growing
Down beneath those terraces
You said you dreamt of owning
But it's more than shades of purple
Amongst this great unknown
Take a hold, of all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Up the railway yard to where the faces stuck in stone
A lonely walk to the mansions where the roses, all in rows
No one ever stops down here, cartoons the watchful eye
Counting every footstep in Wendy's evening light
Take a hold, all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Does the lavender and bark chips still smell the same
Do the angels trumpets still call your name
Is that towers window still the perfect frame
Do the angels trumpets still call his name
Take a hold, all of the things that make you whole
Don't let go, all of the things that make you so
Writer: Kaurna Cronin
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music