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The western plains

D A Bm G x 2 / D A G D

I wish I had more money
I wish I had more brains
But even so there’s a gal I know
Who’s living on the western plains

Her hair falls down like blossoms
She wears her heart upon her sleeve
She does her thinking right out loud
and most of it I believe

A G x 3 / D A G / D A G D

Now I’m heading for the west again
Driving down the road past the cows and grain
In the sunshine or in the rain
Heading for the west again

If I had a dollar
For every time she makes me smile
I’d have a stack to fill the MCG
and buy all of the British Isles

Maybe we’ll plant a garden
Have chooks pecking at the ground
We’ll sing together through the day
breathe in those sacred sounds

Down the freeway and into the lanes

We sit inside our garden
Our laughter/love falls (down) like rain
We’ll light an open fire
and dance around like flames

She thinks about the depth of everything,
she sees all the woods and all the trees
We watch the chooks peck at the ground,

Her laughter falls like rain

We sit inside our garden, we get the eggs our chooks have laid

Well I’d likmore money, I’d like more brains

But I’ve got a gal from the western plains

And I’m not quite sure just what I did right

She’s good with her hands

Organizing Team

Eventure is curated by a small team of designers, researchers, and ecologists who believe that technology must serve the planet — not the other way around. Working between Milan, Nairobi, and São Paulo, the team brings together local knowledge and global collaboration to shape a gathering rooted in care, creativity, and systems thinking.
We don’t just program talks — we curate experiences, relationships, and ideas that grow long after the event ends.