Socks on, shoes off. Door closed, unlocked. Waiting on the breeze. Build in youthere. A passion and no care. Listening for the leaves. And I'm trying to discover what a silence is- Inaudible but held. Finding emptiness here in Cooma's air. An emptiness I need. White water on the river Fishing for brown trout. Never caught one but I'm told they're here no doubt. Light up on the hillside, company at night. In Cooma waiting, waiting for lonliness. Amber flames to amber And wine so I remember As soundly as they sleep. Halr floors for a head No comfort for a bed. I can hear me breathe. And I'm trying to discover what a silence is Inaudible but held. Finding emptiness here in Cooma's air. An emptiness I need. White water on the river Fishing for brown trout. Never caught ome but I'm told they're here no doubt. Light up on the hillside, company at night. In Cooma waiting, waiting for lonliness.