Blood & Gum Leaves

A Tribute to Our Indigenous Brothers

All the dreamers are dying

Where I sit by the lake

I can see them climbing

Up a rainbow coloured snake

 

Towards the stars of their ancestors

I see them wander away

Across the sands of time they go

We'll never see them again

 

I see their blood in the billabong

Why must there be so much wrong with man?

I pray one day we can get along

And find the strength in ourselves

To shake hands with our brothers

 

So want not for yourself, but others

Cos there's only ever love

Beneath the colour of your skin

Or the clothes you're living in

 

I hope one day we learn the way we've been

Is just destructive

And we must give back our lands;

Our lives and tribes in the end

Blend into one in the setting sun

 

For all the things that we've stolen

You know they'll never forget

And all the wrong that we've done them

We're bound to answer for this

 

But I have found the solution

For all the debt that we owe

We've got a lot we can give right back

So that our culture can grow

 

I see their blood in the billabong

Why must there be so much wrong with man?

I pray one day we can get along

And find the strength in ourselves

To shake hands with our brothers

 

So want not for yourself, but others

Cos there's only ever love

Beneath the colour of your skin

Or the clothes you're living in

 

I hope one day we learn the way we've been

Is just destructive

And we must give back our lands;

Our lives and tribes in the end

Blend into one in the setting sun

 

I see the gum by the billabong

And a surer shift in the sand

Now believe that we all belong

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