There’s a blanket on a mattress on my sister’s floor   There’s a bookmark in the atlas that I left you   I know we’ve been as far apart as this before   But take a look at what we’ve got to get through      Turn the page   If those mountains make you miserable   The Great Dividing Range   Merely proves we’re indivisible      Sincerely, was it really only yesterday   I woke you up to say goodbye?    There was something else I meant to say   But it can wait until July      I find it strange   That these mountains make me miserable   When the Great Dividing Range   Merely proves we’re indivisible   But let’s not get metaphysical…