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[aid] => mick
[title] => Nullarbor Spirit
[time] => 2012-08-22 23:17:08
[hometext] => The Nullarbor Plain divides Australia from East to West and is traversed by the Eyre Highway. This highway is a conduit for freight both East and West and crossed by a steady stream of road trains (huge trucks with 2 or 3 bogies attached).
[bodytext] => NULLARBOR SPIRIT (Across the Nullarbor) When the road seems never ending And with thoughts of home in mind And the engine is complaining But he pushes ever on As the West is where his heart is And what he misses most So he must keep rolling onward Across the Nullarbor And he knows that when he gets there By the front door she’ll be waiting To hold him in her arms once again But the road keeps getting longer And it seems he’s getting nowhere And the lights ahead are fading As he slowly drifts away And the only sound he’s hearing Are the bogie wheels still spinning? And the smell of leaking diesel And the wail of sirens near And he dreams of when he gets home By the front door she’ll be waiting To take him in her arms evermore Cos he lies there by the roadside In a creek bed south of Dubbo With his life blood slowly draining With every breath he takes But his spirit’s on the way home Now his heart has stopped a beating So he must keep rolling onward Across the Nullarbor And he knows that when he gets there By the door she’ll be waiting To hold him in her arms ever more So forever he’ll keep driving On that long road never ending Dreaming of his childhood sweetheart Across the Nullarbor. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Ochonochar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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