The Low Anthem Lyrics
"Gondwanaland"

these hands of mine were wedged
between the lime and granite
this throat and spine were nestled
on the faults of Asia

drills split through sheets above
a pulsing light appeared
a ray of Sun? We have seen none
not since Gondwanaland

beside my temple lies
a Lystrosaurus pelvic bone
I wonder what the quarry-
master could be after

it's been two hundred fifty
million human years since we
were last in open ocean
sifting round Gondwanaland

dremels' tremors burst the bubble
of a dream escaping
we'd floated free and kissed
the smouldering shored Gondwanaland

I tried to sleep again

and rain filled up the canyon cut
by worried men