Message

Message - Jamie Woon

Message from the victor via satellite

Well it's nice to know I'm doing something right

Guess it's my lucky night

Message from the leader on the giant screen

We need to talk about the way that it could be

In 2023

Oh

Waiting for the start to go

Waiting for the wind to blow

Right through my achin' hunger

Oh

Waiting for some heart to show

Waiting for the grass to grow

I'm coming up from under

I have to say that it was all I could do to decide

When I was with it I was playing ahead of the time

Made a start and I was walking to weather the storm

But if you look up and you stop

The later you wait you're missing the waterfall

Where did it go

No not a lot is so well-defined now

No medicine to know it all

I reach out for lightness in the eyes

Letter to the future in the diary

I loved the summer and the swelling of the sea

Brought out the best in me

Letter to the juror and my alibi

My understanding was that I was doing fine

Above the waterline

Oh

Waiting for the start to go

Waiting for the wind to blow

Right through my achin' hunger

Oh

Waiting for some heart to show

Waiting for the grass to grow

I'm coming up from under