The Crowd

Lord, unchain my hands

Let me sing inside the crowded trams

Let me dance among the traffic jams

We're gonna to sleep on the Saint Kilda sands

Lord, unbind my feet

Let me mingle with the good people we meet

Water rising up into the street

Unbind my feet

The apparition of these faces in the crowd

Petals on a wet black bough

Ezra Pound found the formula

Our houses are rectangular

But love is curved not angular

So when things start to strangle ya

Remember, rain still falls on the halls of power

New babies being born every hour

And the eagle keeps watch on the old clocktower over me

Lord, unchain my hands

And let me sing inside the crowded trams

And let me dance among the traffic jams

We're gonna sleep on the Saint Kilda sands

Lord, unbind my feet

And let me mingle with the good people we meet

Water rising up into the street

Unbind my feet

On the train I refrain from sitting with heads and shoulders bowed

They told me time is of the essence, no wandering allowed

But then I saw a pretty girl

Whose features stood out in the crowd

Went ten minutes past my stop waiting for her to look around

I'm just another clown kicking around in Melbourne town

Cooling out, relaxing, watching the world go 'round

So if you ever got the time

And you wanna go drink some wine

I'd rather greet you with a smile

Than greet you with a frown

Lord, unchain my hands

And let me sing inside the crowded trams

Let me dance among the traffic jams

We're gonna sleep on the Saint Kilda sands

Lord unbind my feet

And let me mingle with the good people we meet

Water rising up into the street

Unbind my feet