With your famous philosophies Tied up in brown paper wrapping and string You stepped back through time Like the time that you stepped through Meant nothing at all A little bit weary and world worn and eager For taking some more And we leaned on each other like brothers And fought with our backs to the wall We took no routine stance We were living' our lives by chance Robbing Peter for Paul Losing it all Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night In St. Kilda again We were wrong the world didn't end Between there and here Thought it's still looking shaky and worn Did you give up your dreaming Believing time finds a price for us all But time is an enemy, patient and clever And way beyond our control When you run out of time It's funny but money can't talk at all We took no routine stance We were living' our lives by chance Robbing Peter for Paul Losing it all Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night In St. Kilda again When the world turned rough And betrayed your trust And they left you out in the cold In the deafening silence A man is an island When he's out on his own A little bit weary and world worn Not eager for talking anymore Hey brother what happened To standing and fighting With our backs to the wall We took no routine stance We were living' our lives by chance Robbing Peter for Paul Losing it all Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night In St. Kilda again