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What kind of mind could dream up the idea
of water and rock and tons of blue and wet
in motion
feeding a land, a lifestyle, moving on always flowing moving on
in motion

ch
goodbye clutha
goodbye clutha
goodbye clutha
blue blue
blue blue
blue blue

what of mind could dream up the idea
of tons of concrete holding fast
stagnate the pulse
harness the frustration
and turn it into wall sockets and tell you there is no other way

ch

and the tailings from the gold mining days have been mixed up with cement and form a new symbol of greed
and there's a stone in that concrete wall that holds you back
will never feel your power again
like a stone used against its own

you've played with my body
thrown me around like a ball
i drank your water into my blood and
there you'll flow on
i could just sit on this rock for hours on end i
drove a thousand miles to see you once
before you die