Postcards From the Other Side

[Verse 1]
“Shit I’m dead”
You say out loud
In an empty tram
Through Parramatta
Opal card still in your hand
No one checks it now
The driver stares straight ahead
Like he always did

[Chorus]
So what now?
Do I still have rent?
Do I still get sunburnt
Through the hole in the ozone?
So what now?
Do the flies still land
On a body that’s gone?
If this is it
It feels a lot like
Just another day in Aus

[Verse 2]
Centrelink letters
Stack on your old fridge
Mum lights a cig
On the back verandah
Your mates pour one out
In a Bondi share house
Then scroll their phones
For a cheap flight to Bali

[Chorus]
So what now?
Do I still have rent?
Do I still get sunburnt
Through the hole in the ozone?
So what now?
Do the flies still land
On a body that’s gone?
If this is it
It feels a lot like
Just another day in Aus

[Bridge]
Maybe heaven’s just
The servo at midnight
You and the clerk
Laughing at the pie warmer
Maybe hell’s the group chat
Filling up forever
“Bro you’d love this”
But you never answer

[Chorus]
So what now?
Guess the joke’s on me
Still stuck here haunting
My own old habits
So what now?
If the credits roll slow
Over gum trees and traffic
If this is it
I’ll send postcards back
(kinda wish I’d worn sunscreen)
 

Written, produced - Rick Dean
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