Capricornia don't walk away 
Show me to the back of your hand 
Capricornia don't leave me here 
Dying in the back of your land. 

In the evening things all fall apart 
They crawl away dying in the bushes alone 
In the morning well I see myself 
See myself as a Christ like figure walking. 

In the evening things all fall apart 
They crawl away 
Drowning in the setting sun 
In the morning well I see myself 
I see myself as a father mother brother sister. 

Capricornia don't walk away 
Show me to the back of your hand 
Capricornia don't fade away 
Show me to the back of your hand 
Capricornia it's a free ride 
Capricornia.