When the western sky’s ablaze And the sun lays down to rest When the curlew starts to cry And the birds fly home to roost When the full moon begins to rise Satin moon beams on my face Beauty of the night goes far beyond Far beyond both time and place
No-one’s lost who finds the moon Or the sweetness of the wattle’s bloom Rebirth with the rain in spring Or the dingo’s howl on the autumn wind Spirit of the moon here calls me home Spirit of the moon here guides me home
Moon it draws me to the scrub Night voices raised in song Past the water lilies bloom In that tranquil billabong Walkin’ on the shadowed leaves That are reflected by the moon To the rocks and hills an’ caves Where the dingoe’s pups are born
Stars ablazin’ across the sky In the brilliance of the Milky Way I’m surrounded by the beauty Of every night and every day Walkin’ towards that morning moon set Caress of moonlight on my skin Knowin’ that freedom of not carin’ Of why I’m goin’ or where I’ve been