"SOMETHING OF VALUE" -Eric
I can see the Southern Cross While here below, bathed in it's The Dreamtime land safe, snug and tight is Wrapped in and contentedness No discordant sounds our rest While the gentle souls we've are weeping
We it all by the gun and the sword By the of our race and in the name of our God Though as outcasts ourselves, transported, None knew than we the injustice of men
We took it all in our and need Enslaved by our past and consumed by our And left them to beg for the at our door While we called them drunkards and wasters and They've drowning, drowning in their tears for the last two hundread
From England's New to the land the tall ships came with human cattle in convict chains to them In the grim just to stay alive Dreams must to survive Few could see the glitt'ring prize them
We had it all in the palm of our A new hope, a new dream, a new life, a new One last chance to from the chains of the past To build something of value, build something to
This ancient land was a vast page Waiting for the writers of a brand new age The future was ours to or profane A paradise lost, a paradise Now tell me, is here, after two years?
So now, beneath the Southern it's time to up the cost of what we've gained and what we've lost Though much has gone we replace of us who love this place Together now, must turn and face the
So here's to us all, we're humankind who wander through mostly helpless and blind To our courage and cowardice, our humor and Our hundred steps forward, back again
Yes here's to us all, the and the fools The indifferent, the caring, the kind and the As we to the beat of an uncertain drum Stumbling towards we may yet become Towards the new frontiers, of the next two years