Icehouse - The Great Divide Lyrics
On the open plains, where the river runs dryWell, his feet are bare, bare and dusty brownAnd a hot wind blows over sacred groundAnd a new day breaksOn the mountainsideReaching out, reaching outOver the great divideIt's a long, long roadStretching out aheadStep by step, step by stepOver the great divideOn a dead end street in a border townWhere the stray dog sleeps in the midday sunNow the headline news is old and wornThe pages stained with blood and rain,And cheap red wineAnd his skin is blackThe last of his tribeAnd he turns his back, turns his backOn the great divideAnd a new day breaksOn the mountainsideReaching out, reaching outOver the great divideSolid rock and burning sandWeathered by the hand of timeStanding high above the stormCutting deep against the grainAnd the years have come and goneLeaving all their scars behindWhere the hills begin to climbThere's a legend carved in stoneAnd a new day breaksOn the mountainsideReaching out, reaching outOver the great divideIt's a long, long roadStretching out aheadStep by step, step by stepOver the great divideAnd his skin is blackThe last of his tribeAnd he turns his back, turns his backOn the great divideIt's a long, long roadThat leads him home againStep by step, step by stepOver the great divide
