There’s a quiet moment that happens after the rain — when the ground is soft, the air is clean, and the water begins to speak again. Where Davis Creek Meets the Sea is our latest video release: an original indie-folk ballad filmed on the Mallacoota coastline, where river and ocean blend under winter skies.
This song was written in response to the simple magic of this place — pelicans lining the shallows, seafoam rolling over sand, wind in the trees and salt in the air. The footage was captured along the banks and beaches near Davis Creek, where the landscape feels untouched and ancient. The music is rooted in acoustic tones, gentle piano, and warm, emotive vocals. It tells a story not just of place, but of presence — of walking, listening, and feeling the rhythm of land meeting water.
Where Davis Creek Meets the Sea – Indie Folk Ballad
Written by Colin Dixon and brought to life with production support from Suno, Grok, and ChatGPT, this piece blends music, nature, and storytelling in a way that reflects our local landscape’s quiet power. The video was filmed with a DJI Mavic 4 Pro along the southern edge of Mallacoota, where Davis Creek flows toward Bastion Point and opens into the sea.
The ground is soft where the rain’s been strong
And the creek hums low like an old folk song
The sky’s wide open, painted clean
And pelicans glide through the after-rain sheen
Oh, we walk where the creek meets the sea
Where the salt greets the peppermint tree
The waves roll through a restless blue
And the air holds the hush of a storm breaking through
Grass clings to boots in the softened land
Seafoam flickers across the sand
The river knows where it needs to go
It moves like a thought on a breeze that blows
It cuts a path through the shifting shore
Sketching arcs you can’t ignore
A quiet force in the tidal sway
It meets the sea, then slips away
Oh, we walk where the creek meets the sea
With the bush behind and the wind running free
Each step sinks deep in the open ground
But we laugh with the surf and the wild, wide sound
So take my hand, and come with me
Past the gum trees, out to the sea
In this hush, we’re meant to be
Where Davis Creek meets the sea