Sheep are licking rocks on the hillside The cows chew memories on the plain Horses are eating dust in the field And we’re all looking to the sky for rain
Wildlife come scratching for a scrap The chook water’s the new meeting ground Collect all the eggs as soon as they’re laid Or not a skerrick of shell will be found
Irrigators are running on empty The bores are threatening to quit The river is low and the dam’s dried up Whilst the ducks are pilfering the pick
Wallabies are drinking from the sullage soak The lawn now matches the drive Everything wears dust like a cloak Cause there’s not much left that’s alive
Don’t flush the loo unless you have to Send shower water to the veggie plot Let the washing drain into the garden Save used cooking water for the pots
Wear your clothes for more than a day At a push, you could wear them for a few A clean car is a decadent memory Like rain clouds, balmy nights, and dew
On high alert and watching like hawks For sparks, smoke clouds and red haze ‘Cause dry, arid land and bush tinder Mixed with winds are setting us ablaze
Tapping the tank each hour ev’ry day Is not going to make levels increase Dig deep, pray hard and find hope Until we’re reprieved a release
The predictions on BOM are a farce The information provided is moot This period is a trial that’ll pass But not before it’s stuck in the boot
Things have to change, no doubt Our seasons are warped and skewed Spring’s now a symbol for drought And the wet season has up and moved
But we’ve all seen worse and survived And we’ll make it through somehow We’ll push on till the wet arrives But pray to God it’s not too long now
- How do you cope with the drought?
- What practices do you have in place to make the water go further?