The Convoy (sample)
Oo’ll be warm ‘n all apart Oo’ll be walkin’ through your heart Don’t be wary, just be quick A-runnin’ through the forest thick Oh, thing thingeree, thing garoo Our thingeree thinks straight through you A-bom bomalee, stepping through dim dimalee, watch us do Where colours bleed, o’course we ain’t Warm ‘n red, our livin’ paint Oil ‘n water, slippin’ through Oo’ll be me ‘n they’ll you be you Oh, thing thingeree, thing garoo Our thing thingeree thinks straight through you A-bom bomalee, stepping through Dim dimalee, watch us do - Sung by erstwhile convoys, origin unknown 1 Wind howls through the settled streets, licks over walls and under eaves, wh ips around rickety doors and unlatched windows, rattles through the loose planks of the storage shed door in which the young girl huddles with her baby son. It was rash to run away. Shivering, the girl pulls the thin blanket tighter t...