Album: Earth, Sun and Moon by Midnight Oil (1993)

Bushfire

In my shoes, in my shoes
There is so much to remind me
As the stars come out above me, home

Cool wind, clear my head
Bright sun grow my food
Strong rain clear my heart
Fill my land
Its a new day

I dont know why it is sold
Dont know why its so cold
In this life that we live

New day, new day, new day

In my shoes, in my shoes
There is so much to astound me
As the whirlpool spins around me, home

Bushfire, burn and grow
Sunset watch and rest low
Long night holding child close, feed my dream

Its a new day

I dont know why it is sold
Dont know why its so cold
In this life that we live

New day new day new day

Its larger than life, darker than death
Were gonna move those mountains aside

Here come the messages


Probably a lament-song about the loss and destruction natives’ lands and natural landscapes for mining of other industrial uses.



Earth sun and moon

In the morning we will wake up and take to the air
Look back at the planet - Im glued to my chair
Southern half is burning as we climb through the cky
Sea birds softly falling, smoke way up high

Theres the contours of the mountains, the deserts and plains
And a hurricane is blowing, and it turns once again
Now theres oil spills in the water where columbus once sailed
And theres history and mystery and its rolling away

I wish you could see this great mystery
Earth and sun and moon, human tribe, thin blue line
Earth and sun and moon will survive

Sediment is flowing from river to sea
Now where are the mighty nations, no lines to be seen
An axe upon the broken ground the sigh of the trees
And its floating in the ether, it brings me to my knees

Too messed up to care
Anyone got a wing and a prayer
In the blink of an eye
Thank you and goodnight

Earth and sun and moon, human tribe, one thin blue line
Earth and sun and moon will survive, will survive, we will survive


Watching in apathy the environmental destruction.


Drums of heaven

By the time the luminous descent of the bright star unfolds
And tablets of strange love are shattered and bruised
By the time the oleander has fallen from bloom
And the tears of the crocodile water the sun

By the time you make up your mind
If ever you do
I hear the drums of heaven too

By the time paradise alley is littered with rust
And the arc of the dayglo is curtained in gloom
By the time the kidney bone cities are crumbling to dust
And the empires and all of the emirates burn

Ice on the mountain
Wind and the dust storm
Sails in the desert
Its old and exploding
Seers and the prophets
Drums of heaven




Feeding frenzy

Well Im as old as the hills
And young as the day
Nobody sees things, in quite the same way
Computers and shovels, churches and brothels
Mannequins and skeletons, cities and dustbowls

Here we go here we go again
Hear the clamour of the feeding pen
New day new way all my friends can say

Cyclone fences in the cybernetic orchard
Miracle drugs, discount bulk purchase
Sacred in the forest, fast food in the kiosk
Cardboard dinners and the saints and the sinners

I dont want to run and hide
Ive seen it all from either side
Truth and fiction must collide someday

God knows, God knows, God knows its been fun

Ah, sweet sensation, the oldest temptation
Now throughout the ages, weve been a turning all those pages
Now each generation youve got to choose a new location
Got to reach out, got to sync up, build up, get up, to a stronger foundation

God knows, God knows, God knows its been fun


Looking at face the contradictions of life, society and environment created by humans and their falsified perception of privileging in their minds/imagination of only the side they like to see.



Now or never land

I grew tall in this lucky land
And I thank God for that, but theres needles in the sand
Ozone in the eucalypt and on the steppes tonight
Theres pushing and a shoving on the throne tonight

Its a rhythm of the sea
Lost islands of hope
Its a rhythm of the sea
Who will discover you

But I wont be down at heel cos my senses lead me here
Dream a south-pacific dream of now or never land
Its now or never land

Rises in rivers in power of the sun
Rises in sea level, look out mammons bastard son
Infidels are praying at the stock exchange
Chrome camels are crashing on the smooth terrain

Its the rhythm of the sea
Lost islands of hope
Its the rhythm of the sea
Someone to carry you

But I wont be down at heel cos my senses lead me here
Dream a south-pacific dream of now or never land
Suitcase full of good ideas, history thats filled with tears
Kill nostalgia, xenophobic fears
Its now or never land

Chant to end

Observing natural phenomena, some of them are caused by human greed, like rise of sea level.



Renaissance Man

Well I told you about the forest and trees and the chlorophyll green
Yes I told you the birds will endure flutter wings dance on leaves
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams tonight
Well I told you about the high pressure cell coming down on the breeze

And I know that the things you can't see they are hard to believe
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams tonight
A new world order has been formed
Between the cheque book and the dawn

A new renaissance man is born
Renaissance man are you ready
Renaissance man
Renaissance man are you ready
See what a world that you can make

Well I heard about the spirit of life is it flickering still
Yes I heard that the dark bellied angel's come running up the hill
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams tonight
Smash and grab the women and child

All the souls are growing wild
Stripped so bare well the universe stares
It's so close to home that we got to share with you
So many genuine things surround you

Wild weather man well it still confounds you
Cast away the greed and death machine and bytes
And abacus and lights and hold onto your dreams tonight

So you found a hard won friend
To hold your hand and hold your head
A new renaissance to defend
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams tonight

Where are we going to be, in 3033
What's spinning round your brain
Are you a renaissance man or are you a renaissance woman
If you jump out an angel will give you wings


Wishes for the birth of a new human conscience towards his relation with Nature



Truganini

Theres a road train going nowhere
Roads are cut, lines are down
Well be staying at the roma bar
Till that monsoon passes on

The backbone of this countrys broken
The land is cracked and the land is sore
Farmers are hanging on by their fingertips
We cursed and stumbled across that shore

I hear much support for the monarchy
I hear the union jacks to remain
I see namatjira in custody
I see truganinis in chains

And the world it wont stand still

Blue collar work it dont get you nowhere
You just go round and round in debt
Somebodys got you on that treadmill, mate
And I hope youre not beaten yet

I hear much support for the monarchy
I see the union jack in flames, let it burn
I see namatjira with dignity
I see truganinis in chains

Another song about the destruction of social network of native people by colonization, the remaining power of monarchy, thereduction of life to poverty, meaningless consumerism and bad working and living conditions.


You can hear songs from this album in youtube:


Truganini
My country
In the valley
Blue sky mine - Renaissance Man