Tryin to get to heaven (via Cox's River July 2007)

The air is getting colder
There’s a frost up in the sky
I’ve been wading through clear water
The long day tiring, though I try.
I’m climbing up the valley
From down Kanangara way,
Tryin to get to Carlon’s,
Further north they say,

Heading up the rising creek
Before the heavens roar,
Walking through the ‘Wild Dog’ scrub
Where Keatsy’s been before.
They tell me everythings gonna be all right
But I bet well get what for,
Just trying to get to heaven, up where the eagles soar,
Just trying to get to heaven before they close the door.

If you’ve ever thought you’ve lost all things
You’ll find out you can always lose some more
Just trying to get to heaven before they close the door.
Gonna sleep down by some cold flat place
And try to relive those dreams,
I’ll close my eyes and wonder if all is as it seems,
Tryin to get to heaven before they close the store,
Just tryin to get to heaven before they close the door.

Photograph and 'song' by John Maltby, with apologies to Bob Dylan