Dreamtime

He told me a story
About his homeland
His people and their dreamtime
And what they believe in

Under the stars he was lying
His woman by his side
A star lit up the night sky
He said somebody’s died

It’s their way
It’s their hope
I don’t understand it
And I wish I could live it

She said: “What do you mean?”
He said: “That’s what we believe in
A shooting star will tell us
When a loved one’s passed away”

It’s our way
It’s our hope
It’s what keeps us going
In a world that doesn’t care

Dreamtime

rowie51

Perth, Australia

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