Mick Harvey - Cargo Cult paroles de (lyrics)

I know of the sorcerers who summon the jets
From the jungles of New Guinea
They survey the skies coveting the money
That pillaging would bring them
From that freight

On the Coral Sea, in the wake of that
Machine, those creatures who have no need
Of reason, those Papuans wait to see
The wreck of an Airbus and of a Comet

And because their totem hasn't ever
Been able to bring down
Either a Boeing or even a
Fokker to the ground
They dream of hijacks and
Of collisions with gulls
Those naive ship-wreckers armed now
With blowguns who make sacrifice
To the cargo cult
As towards the sky and the airplanes
Their poison darts are bound

Where are you Melody and your lost frame
Is it haunting the archipelago where
The sirens are becalmed?
Or is it clinging to the plane whose alarm
Siren has gone silent, did you remain?

Floating on the currents
Have you already found
Those luminous corals of the
Guinean coasts and sailed
Where those indigenous sorcerers still
Hope in vain
For planes to be brought to the ground?

Having nothing to lose nor a
God to believe in and so that they might
Return my trivial passions i, like them
I call to the night cargo planes

And I hold onto that hope
Of an aviation disaster
That would bring Melody back again
A child taken captive by the
Lure of the stars there

What was your name? Melody
Melody what? Melody Nelson