He Will Not Be Going Back

He will not be going back to the far away town Where few new businesses open and many close down Where job opportunities as ever are few He has moved to better things from the life he once knew With the responsibility of raising three children to share with his young wife In suburbia more job opportunities and a better way of life The nostalgia that he once felt in him has died For his western first hometown in the brown countryside Yet the songs of the birds he once knew to his thoughts remain dear And in fancy the voice of the currawong he does hear When the sun it is hidden behind rain clouds of gray Above his hometown by the hills far away It does look for him his future in suburbia does lay He will not be going back to live in the town where he first saw light of day To him the past just a memory of what has been and gone And from the town by the hills in life he has moved on