Gethsemene - Steve Kilbey

On the horizon blackbirds fly

Into the vortex of a hungry sky

Wait in the forest where the time has stopped

Weight in the city where the blade has dropped

Oh Gethsemene

Oh Gethsemene

And in the morning we’ll be on our way

I’ve gotta be somewhere by Saturday

Wait in the desert with my devil cake

Wait in the garden for my father’s sake

Oh Gthsemene

Oh Gthsemene