Jack Howard - Ghost Town lyrics

We're thinking, how bloody-minded that was, A freezing night camped on the treeless plain; What's our reason this time, our "because", Except a way to confirm a place and name? There are six of us in Cook that morning (Not counting our dog and two resident cats); The town's still there for trains on the line out west; Its skeleton staff dons way too many hats. We watch as the Indian Pacific makes its visit, Bringing to this ghost town of the Nullarbor A host of fresh souls who, finding no shop, Dolefully ask: what, then, are we stopping for? To sift among the ruins for a life that was, You need first an imagination, and a mind That hears the cries of kids in the empty school, And sees the pub a camera cannot find. They wander, plainly lost, these urbanites For whom real life is somewhere far from here; Clearly, there's nothing to buy, to take back home. What place is true, that has no souvenir? So our kelpie dog is photographed, an image Suitable for a town to be remembered by; "I can't recall the place, but here's its dog," Who says a "Kodak moment" cannot lie?