He's
going back to
Busselton, don't know where
the time has gone
Packed his dreams and headed
east all those years ago
It's always been a call away,
yelling up at
Eagle
Bay
His old sandy stomping ground,
swans out on the beach
He joined a band and met a girl,
had a silent scene
The world has been a thousand
thousand songs to play
The circle's gone the whole way round
He's driving down to
Busselton today
The
Busselton inside my head
Was made up from the stuff he'd said
Seasoned with the bric -a -brac
Of a hundred other towns
I've been up through the
Kimberley, flown in and out of
Albany
Before I finally stepped into the
streets of his hometown
He joined a band and met a girl,
had a son and seen the world
There's been a thousand,
thousand songs to play
Circles gone the whole way round
Here I am in
Busselton today
It's a story we all know,
breakin' free and lettin' go
Everyone gets older and the
edges start to fray
He sat last week beside his mom,
he played guitar, she sang along
She's happy but she doesn't
really know him anymore
He joined a band in medical,
had a son and seen the world
He'll learn the set, hit his mark,
so much music in his heart
There's still a thousand,
thousand songs to play
The circle's gone the whole way round
As the sun goes down in