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Cooktown to Sydney
5:45am missed my plane
only 1 flight left to Sydney
Plane, train, another train
finally on my way to
Newcastle again
Flying, Anxiety, Stress & Tears
People pushing and shoving past
I haven't been in NSW for years
Over 2 decades I was here last
everything's changed its
too bloody fast!
The noise,
Sirens, traffic, & crowds
plus all this smog
If I didn't know better
I'd say it was fog
sitting so thick in the air
I'm so lucky i live
in bumfuknowhere!
Cooktown I love you
I can't wait to get back
I now appreciate all
the things that you lack
They say you don't know
what you've got till its gone
And yes Newcastle is where
I was born
But home is Cooktown
the place that I adore
only 1 flight left to Sydney
Plane, train, another train
finally on my way to
Newcastle again
Flying, Anxiety, Stress & Tears
People pushing and shoving past
I haven't been in NSW for years
Over 2 decades I was here last
everything's changed its
too bloody fast!
The noise,
Sirens, traffic, & crowds
plus all this smog
If I didn't know better
I'd say it was fog
sitting so thick in the air
I'm so lucky i live
in bumfuknowhere!
Cooktown I love you
I can't wait to get back
I now appreciate all
the things that you lack
They say you don't know
what you've got till its gone
And yes Newcastle is where
I was born
But home is Cooktown
the place that I adore
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