"SOMETHING OF VALUE" -Eric
I can see the Southern tonight While below, bathed in it's light The Dreamtime safe, snug and tight is sleeping Wrapped in complacency and No sounds disturb our rest While the gentle souls we've dispossesed are
We took it all by the gun and the By the of our race and in the name of our God as outcasts ourselves, transported, condemned None knew better we the injustice of men
We it all in our hunger and need Enslaved by our past and consumed by our And left them to beg for the scraps at our While we called them and wasters and whores They've been drowning, in their tears for the last two hundread
From England's New to the Dreamtime land the tall ships human cattle in convict chains to bind them In the grim fight just to alive Dreams struggle to survive Few see the glitt'ring prize before 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 break from the chains of the To something of value, build something to last
This ancient land was a vast empty Waiting for the great writers of a new age The future was ours to or profane A lost, a paradise gained Now tell me, is here, after two years?
So now, beneath the Cross it's time to tally up the of what we've gained and what we've lost Though much has we can't replace Those of us who love place now, must turn and face the future
So here's to us all, frail humankind who wander through life mostly and blind To our courage and cowardice, our humor and Our hundred forward, ninety-nine back again
Yes here's to us all, the wise and the The indifferent, the caring, the kind and the As we march to the beat of an uncertain Stumbling towards what we may yet Towards the new frontiers, of the next two hundred