From the recording The City Within
A protest against the recent closure of live music venues (both big and small) in Melbourne and Sydney, and a call to arms for everyone to keep the music alive.
Lyrics
In the middle of the city there’s a place where everybody gathers
The music rings out from the stage year after year
Now some people behind the line
Have decided that maybe it’s time
To forget everything, shut it down and let it disappear
Well I know that this place isn’t perfect, and its age is showing
But how can you turn your back on the stories you’ve told?
You can build your high-rise tower
Just because you’ve been given the power
But that goes against every value you’ve tried to uphold
CHORUS:
Behind closed doors, there’s too many conversations
Behind closed doors, they’re tearing down our history
Meanwhile outside, we’re all screaming the answer
Behind closed doors, they don’t care ‘bout you or me
I had a dream that the palace was burnt down to rubble
Now the spirits above are making my dreams come true
And it’s happening all over today
Another palace getting hammered away
And they keep on acting like it’s something that they need to do
I always thought you could do with some rehabilitation
Keep all the stores preserved, but change your design
We’ll remember what once was
If you don’t want to fight for the cause
But don’t try to fool us into thinking everything’s fine
(CHORUS)