Anita's+song

This is the story of Anita Carroll I heard she’s turned 50, but who here could tell When you see her eyes gleaming like those of a child Who’s waiting with a secret she can’t wait to tell

And I was once told of girl in a school dress Already daring to stare down the nuns Always been older yet somehow un-aging Always so stealthy when banging on the drum

CHORUS //And who oo oo could give better counsel?// //You’ve got to trust someone who can balance the light and the dark// //A feather light touch without losing the weight of gravity// //So cool in the heat but with a fire in her heart//

Well can you see that sweet young Catholic (from Cheltnam) Walking through Thailand in an opium daze Dancing all night to the Dots and the Sports Trying out anything that might help her find her way

She has no room now for simplified answers Loves the detail of every turn in the road Sees logic in the paths of the swirling stars Finds thought in the body something like what some might call the soul

CHORUS //And who oo oo could give better counsel?// //You’ve got to trust someone who can balance the light and the dark// //A feather light touch without losing the weight of gravity// //So cool in the heat but with a fire in her heart//

It should be said that if you seek out said counsel Do not go seeking before the clock’s well past noon No point if there is any sport at all on TV And you’re kidding if the ‘woods are playing anywhere at all near town

Oh and she might also be on the boogie board at Apollo Bay Or out walking the dogs at any time of day She might be having a massage or just whiling the time away She might even be working listening closely to what other people say

CHORUS //And who oo oo could give better counsel?// //You’ve got to trust someone who can balance the light and the dark// //A feather light touch without losing the weight of gravity// //So cool in the heat but with a fire in her heart//