Flies buzz around the homemade irrigation
The labels on the bottles sag in condensation
Can hear the crunch of tyres
On the backyard gravel
Sister leans on Grandpa's shovel
And the heat twists the air
Like crinkled cellophane
And it shimmers too
Like spilt kerosene 'round the driveway drain
One more day, brother
One more day
You can still see the cricket
On the T.V from the back veranda
So the men stand around like headless agapanthuses
But you watch the rosellas people a perfect sky
And you feel perfect too, but can't say why
Now Dave wears long-sleeves
To cover up the track-marks on his arms just in case
Ah but he can't hide
What's written in the rings and the lines on his face
But I ain't never seen the sun
Set through the gums like that before
And would it really matter
If it was the last thing you ever saw?
One more day
One more day
One more hour
As the sun dips behind the Telstra tower
So, think of all the things that you would say
With one more day
Coils burning in the pool-side patio
Brother, we got Skyhooks on the wireless radio
There's this picture of Dad, Grandpa and myself
Rosary beads and candles burning on the cluttered shelf
Now Grandpa did it in one August night
With a sawn-off shotgun
(Beneath my breath now)
Don't ask me where he fucken got one
Now Dave comes in ragged
He's been round the bend
And he's all wigged out
He's going off at Mum again
Mum just stands there and takes it
Like the backyard Jacaranda
Like Sisyphus
Like a sun-burned agapanthus
One more day
One more hour
One more petal falls
From the back-veranda flower
Maybe then I'd find the words to say
(one more day)
But I'd probably just piss it all away
(one more day)
I'd lie awake a lifetime in your arms
(not fade away)
And I'd never do no one any harm
(one more day)
One more day
Just fade away
I fade away
One more day
(Give me one more day)
One more day
(Give me one more day)
