Lyrics

talkin' 'bout a seawind
blowing up the Channel
talkin' 'bout a seawind
blowing fresh and clean

mostly in my mind
blowing down from the pacific
mostly in my mind
I can smell the islands and the warm tides

talkin' 'bout a seawind
i feel like setting sail
no destination
heading north with the whales
talkin' 'bout a seawind
blowing off a beach somewhere
soft and warm like the blanket
I won't need when I get there

I've had enough of rain
and I've had enough of snow
had enough of grey skies everywhere I go
I've had enough of this Hobart melancholia

talkin' 'bout a seawind
skipping soft across the ocean
talkin' 'bout a seawind
whistling through the sky

i've got a bucketful of dreams
a bucketful of sand
flowing through my fingers
flowing through my hands
I've had enough of rain
and I've had enough of snow
had enough of grey skies everywhere I go
I've had enough of this Hobart melancholia

talkin' 'bout a seawind