Nee, nee, nee, geen 'Road to Nowhere' vandaag. De dirttracks in de Australische Outback leiden altijd ergens naar toe, een waterpunt of een plek om vee bijeen te drijven.

De uitgestrektheid van dit land en de hardheid van het leven wordt treffend beschreven in Jeannie Gunn's boek 'We of the Never Never', het verhaal van de eerste blanke vrouw die zich vestigde in dit gebied.

All that is, was and will be
Universe much too big to see
Time and space never ending
Disturbing thoughts, questions pending
Limitations of human understanding

Too quick to criticize
Obligation to survive
We hunger to be alive

(Twisting, turning, through the never)

All that is, ever
Ever was, will be, ever
Twisting, turning, through the never

In the dark, see past our eyes
Pursuit of truth no matter where it lies
Gazing up to the breeze of the heavens
On a quest, meaning, reason

Come to be, how it begun
All alone in the family of the sun
Curiosity teasing everyone
On our home, third stone from the sun

On through the never we must go
On through the never, out to the
Edge of forever we must go
On through the never, the never comes

(Twisting, turning, through the never)

All that is, ever
Ever was, will be, ever
Twisting, turning,
Who we are, ask forever
Twisting, turning, through the never

Never!