Nullarbor

I pack my boot up and drive
 Everything that's necessary for my life
 My jack, tools and tyre repair kit
 It makes me look the part, but in Bridgestone I will sit
 Driving through the quiet rural towns
 A novelty sized fruit stands with nobody around
 The cattle station hums into the night
 But I ain't seen nothing yet, ya see
 The sun at my back when I wake
 My brain see-saws, is this a big mistake?
 Constant phone calls ring out
 It's nothing personal, I just need a people drought
 The mesmerising ocean dances slow
 Tormenting the great desert with its tantalising show
 The UHF, it crackles hard
 And I've only got this far, ya see
 And I've only got this far
 I'm hoping for a grand epiphany
 That comes to me
 I'm struggling, but if I trek a little further
 Into the dust, into the bush
 I'm stuck, but it's something I will feel
 In my guts and in my blood
 I want to rattle my own cage
 And I'll keep on rolling 'til its done
 Nowhere to be
 And I got time to kill
 Nowhere to be
 And I got time to kill
 Nowhere to be
 And I got time to kill
 Nowhere to be
 And I got time to kill
 And I got time to kill
 I'm hoping for a grand epiphany
 That comes to me
 I'm struggling, but if I trek a little further
 Into the dust, into the bush
 I'm stuck, but it's something I will feel
 In my guts and in my blood
 I want to rattle my own cage
 And I'll keep on rolling 'til its done