Wolli Creek Calling

Three words appeared beneath the midnight sky,

“Meet me at Wolli Creek”—but the reason was why?

A station, a platform,

a place we could meet,

or a memory hiding

beneath the concrete?

Mahir sends the message,

no explanation,

three little words become a destination.

Trains roll in with a thunderous sound,

while old memories circle around.

People arrive,

people leave,

some chase tomorrow, some can't believe.

But Mahir stands still while the whole world moves,

watching every stranger follow different grooves.

MEET ME AT WOLLI CREEK,

where the lost and the found both meet.

Where the wheels hit the rails with a thunderous beat,

and yesterday's memories walk down the street.

MEET ME AT WOLLI CREEK,

where the silent have

stories to speak. Three simple words,

but the meaning runs deep—

MEET ME AT WOLLI CREEK.

Every train that departs takes something away,

every train that arrives brings another new day.

The tracks keep running,

the seasons keep turning,

the old lights keep glowing,

the new ones keep burning.

Maybe Wolli Creek isn't just somewhere we go,

maybe it's the place where the memories grow.

Maybe Mahir isn't calling our feet—

maybe he's calling the people we used to

be.

The train comes in,

the train goes out,

the station remains—

without a doubt.

People will change, and people will leave,

but some memories

refuse to retreat.

MEET ME AT WOLLI CREEK,

where the past and tomorrow both meet.

Where the steel meets the rail with a thunderous beat,

where the people we lost might return to the street.

MEET ME AT WOLLI CREEK.

Not for the station.

Not for the street.

But for the memories

that made us complete. (yo)

(meet me at wolli creek)