"SOMETHING OF VALUE" -Eric
I can see the Southern tonight While below, bathed in it's light The Dreamtime land safe, snug and tight is Wrapped in and contentedness No discordant sounds our rest While the gentle souls dispossesed are weeping
We took it all by the gun and the By the right of our and in the name of our God Though as outcasts ourselves, transported, knew better than we the injustice of men
We it all in our hunger and need Enslaved by our past and consumed by our And them to beg for the scraps at our door we called them drunkards and wasters and whores They've been drowning, drowning in their for the two hundread years
England's New Jerusalem to the Dreamtime land the tall ships with human in convict chains to bind them In the grim fight just to alive Dreams must to survive Few could see the glitt'ring prize before
We had it all in the palm of our A new hope, a new dream, a new life, a new One last chance to break from the of the past To build something of value, build to last
This ancient was a vast empty page Waiting for the great writers of a new age The was ours to protect or profane A paradise lost, a gained Now tell me, is here, after two hundred
So now, the Southern Cross time to tally up the cost of what we've gained and what lost forever Though has gone we can't replace Those of us who love place Together now, turn and face the future
So here's to us all, we're frail who wander through life helpless and blind To our courage and cowardice, our humor and Our hundred steps forward, back again
Yes here's to us all, the wise and the The indifferent, the caring, the kind and the As we to the beat of an uncertain drum Stumbling towards we may yet become the brave new frontiers, of the next two years