Pandanus

Robert Forster 

 

  

 

   Pandanus

 

 

  It was one day at five thirty

  I went down to the beach

  The afternoon was dying

  There was purple at its feet

  

  I love the shades of nightfall

  The faded blues and greys

  The silver on the water

  Seems to push so many things away, all away

  

  The candle of the day

  Has burnt down to wick

  The candle of the night

   

  

  Has not yet been lit

  

  One hour and five minutes

  That's all I ever need

  To take the faith from the mothership

  See the glory god this is what I need, what I need

  

  One hour in that air

  Some gentle people there

  Nothing's going to get you or bring you down

  The sun has gone and it's taken your troubles somewhere, somewhere