Lyrics

When the buzzards are circling your head,
When the morning tastes white,
When the tidal waves burst your riverbed,
Indi go, tonight.

When the emptying takes up all of your bed
In the Byron bay tide
I’ll be waiting there with an arrow in my head,
I’ll be late and night blind.

Indi go, tonight.
Indi go, tonight.
Indigo did go, did go back into night.
Indigo,
Tonight.