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Midnight Oil - The Dead Heart (Official Video)
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REEF
WRITTEN BY JIM MOGINIE
We‘ve got the green light
We’re gonna dynamite
A world heritage site
Scientific recourse
Try to keep them so short
Hey, never read the details
says it needs protection
but we’ve got elections
Coal-fired erections
We’re gonna make it pay
We’ll do it our way
so how about a railway?
The sky is a mirror
the sea and the breeze
The sky is a mirror
of self-interest and greed
It really fits with our brand
Lumps of coal in our hand
Welcome to tomorrowland
Environmental injury
Trashing our ecology
So simply valedictory
Coral reefs are history
Bring on the artillery yeah
It doesn’t belong to the government
It doesn’t belong to the mine
it belongs to the people
People like you and I
The sky is a mirror of self-interest and greed
Take them down and throw them out
Vote them in and vote them out
Consign them to purgatory
Cash on delivery
All coral reefs are history
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils #reef
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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WE ARE NOT AFRAID
WRITTEN BY JIM MOGINIE & PETER GARRETT
CELLO: JULIAN THOMPSON
There’s a dark cloud on the horizon
And it’s coming closer every day
No one, no one understands why it’s happening
We are not afraid
Sometimes, huh, nightmares get inside our heads
Too much grasping madness reaching everywhere
Waking up a world of fear
Yet darkness lifts
The way ahead is clear
We are not afraid
The rights of those that follow and the living things that feed us are greater than the prejudice of those that lead us, we must be fearless, we must be fearless
The rights of those that follow and the living things that feed us are greater than the principles of those that lead us, we must be fearless, we must be fearless
We are not afraid
We are not afraid
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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LAST FRONTIER
WRITTEN BY PETER GARRETT
SPOKEN WORD: KAMAHL
SAX: ANDY BICKERS
Barry said his last goodbye
To all the doomsday warriors
And set off for the bay
He could sniff the salt and scented sea
He kicked the backside of the teeve
The sky was in a darkening frame
Crowds trampling on the midden shells
Buried underneath the carpark
Where people danced and sang
He’d been pedalling hard for most his life
Now he could hardly reason why
Quick buck flats in his line of sight
They were grey daisies in the night
The stars snuffed out of sight
He called out …can you really hear what you’re saying
Who are the strange gods to whom you keep praying
Where is the soul, the substance and the whole
When you’re living on the last frontier every day
Escape at 1 when the clock ran down
On the google centred town
Where the industry of schadenfreude
Had filled the harbour with warm beer
Well they were grazing in the back stalls
Their faces filled with false tears
He says I’m getting out of here off to that last frontier
He's calling out now…who pays off the debts we’re creating
Who fixes the messes that we keep making
Where is the soul, the substance and the whole
When you’re living on the last frontier every day
Now can you really hear what you’re saying
Who mends all those hearts that keep breaking
Where is the soul, the substance and the whole
When you’re living on that last frontier
Desire tangled up with fear
The talking points no longer clear anyway, anyway, anyway
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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LOST AT SEA
WRITTEN BY ROB HIRST & JIM MOGINIE
In the age when the loudest voices win, words are now worth less than silence
In these days of so much suffering it’s the punch you don’t see coming starts the violence
We could hear the shoreline pounding in the distance, for a moment we were free
Then the sons of white Australia came with guns, and pushed us back to sea
We were lost at sea
We were lost at sea, won’d’rin’ where the world could be
Well the power of the sea can move your soul, eventually it takes control
We were in the ocean drifting, started listing, then the boat began to roll
And the coastline rose in front of us, each one of us was moved to pray or yell
Then the sons of white Australia came with guns, and took us to an island hell
Lost at sea
Lost at sea
We were lost at sea (lost at sea)
We were lost at sea (lost at sea)
We were lost at sea (lost at sea)
Won’d’rin’ where the world could be (world could be)
Won’d’rin’ where the world could be (world could be)
We were lost at sea
Are the ghosts of white Australia still among us?
Are the ghosts of white Australia still around us?
Are the ghosts of white Australia in our boardrooms,
In our bedrooms, in our chambers and our churches, in the cities and the deserts that surround us?
We could breathe out there
In the wild salt air
And the storms rose high
And it raged all night
Lost at sea
Lost at sea
We were lost at sea (lost at sea)
We were lost at sea (lost at sea)
We were lost at sea (lost at sea)
Won’d’rin’ where the world could be (world could be)
Won’d’rin’ where the world could be (world could be)
I wonder where the world could be? (world could be)
Where that world could be
When you’re lost when you’re lost when you’re lost when you’re lost
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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UNDERCOVER
WRITTEN BY PETER GARRETT
Drive the Bowral road in autumn
The gibs on fire like a red plum
The burning colours beat the humdrum
As time goes by
I try to hold the vision slippery
The air is thickening in front of me
The scented gum it’s a sweet sanctuary
As time goes by
I’ve still got a clear eye
Bathed in soft sunlight
I’m feeling the magic of the day
The Chinese Empires' up and fighting
They got their weapons hi-tech spying
I get the feeling there’s no hiding
As time goes by
The song of more is now a symphony
Conducted by the kings of gluttony
And as the centre melts in front of me
As time goes by
Still living the high life
Chasing those bright lights
Pretending that everything is ok
Wrapped up in our own flag
Can’t carry our own swag
Over the precipice we sway
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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REEF
WRITTEN BY JIM MOGINIE
We‘ve got the green light
We’re gonna dynamite
A world heritage site
Scientific recourse
Try to keep them so short
Hey, never read the details
says it needs protection
but we’ve got elections
Coal-fired erections
We’re gonna make it pay
We’ll do it our way
so how about a railway?
The sky is a mirror
the sea and the breeze
The sky is a mirror
of self-interest and greed
It really fits with our brand
Lumps of coal in our hand
Welcome to tomorrowland
Environmental injury
Trashing our ecology
So simply valedictory
Coral reefs are history
Bring on the artillery yeah
It doesn’t belong to the government
It doesn’t belong to the mine
it belongs to the people
People like you and I
The sky is a mirror of self-interest and greed
Take them down and throw them out
Vote them in and vote them out
Consign them to purgatory
Cash on delivery
All coral reefs are history
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH
WRITTEN BY JIM MOGINIE
People of the world rise up
We have been unconscious for too long
Every creature drinks from the same cup
Makes you want to dance and praise with song
Joy is coming, so confess
You are filled with joy and thankfulness
We
We wake in a dream
Staring at screens
Choose apathy
Yeah to the ends of the Earth, find out what it is worth to the ends of the Earth
Yeah to the ends of the Earth, find out just what it’s worth to the ends of the Earth
Canaries in a fossil fuel gumbo
450 parts per million Co2
Industry can't give you a clean bill of health
Politics has sold its soul by stealth
We
We criss cross the land
Hide behind walls
Feign empathy
But we we seek a new creed
Someone to believe
Something to see
Yeah to the ends of the Earth, find out what it is worth to the ends of the Earth
Yeah to the ends of the Earth, find out just what it’s worth to the ends of the Earth
Yeah to the ends of the Earth, you can do the research to the ends of the Earth
Because every creature drinks from the same cup
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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NOBODY’S CHILD
WRITTEN BY JIM MOGINIE & PETER GARRETT
Beauty love and compassion
Look around the world
Cause nothing less will do
Yeah I say
Beauty love and compassion
Spread it everywhere
Because nothing less will do
Still waters run so deep
Your kingdom wall falls so cheap
Nobody’s child is coming home
When I came into this world now
Someone had to love me
Cause nothing less would do
And I saw, as I got older
Beauty truth and compassion
Because nothing less would do
Still waters run so deep
Your kingdom walls so steep
Nobody’s child is coming home
You live your life in a fantasy
A secret life in a hideaway
And only you can tell what’s wrong and right
A broken record you can’t fix
A blind you draw to get some peace
And something from your childhood dark and deep
Beauty love and compassion I say it one more time
Beauty love and compassion
Beauty truth and compassion
Getting it every day
I think someone said it out loud
I can tell you now
Because nothing less will do
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils
Taken from the album ‘Resist’ available now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_OutNow
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THE BARKA-DARLING RIVER
WRITTEN BY ROB HIRST & JIM MOGINIE
Standing in the house of the founding fathers
It’s a house that’s not been well looked after
There’s a fatal flaw in the mighty rafters
There’s a rule of law, written by the cotton masters
I took my place at the Murray Darling chamber
I saw no friendly face, I was a stranger
There was a secret plan, a plan to hasten slowly
There was a show of hands, I was on my only
No other place on earth
What you see is an act of terror, the bush surrenders to the ball and chain
As the world becomes one, the country comes undone
High as the banks of the Darling River, dry as the bed of the inland sea
As the world becomes one, the country comes undone
Hard as the rocks of the endless gibber
deep as the roots of the mallee tree
as the world becomes one
the country comes undone
All that’s left is a tiny glimmer of the days when the river was running free
As the world becomes one, the country comes undone
Who left the bag of idiots open?
Who drank the bottle of bad ideas?
Who drew the last drop from the bottom?
Good people are forgotten
Let’s shake some truth out of the jar
Let’s kick the crooks out of the kitchen
We’ll tell some stories at the bar
Good people are forgotten
Sista Mary plays her mystery train
In a town at the end of a railway line
Sista Mary plays her mystery train
In a town at the end of the railway line
So shake some truth out of the jar
It’s a battle of blurry edges
There’s a famine of compassion
Good people are forgotten
Good people, good people are forgotten
#midnightoil #resist #australianmusic #oils
This short film combines submissions of protest actions by Midnight Oil fans from around the globe as well as archival footage from a handful of the many such events staged by the band over the years. The song is drawn from Midnight Oil’s new album ‘Resist’.
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‘We Resist’
(Written by Jim Moginie)
Putting flowers into guns
This is not the summer of love
Throwing tea into the sea
Indigenous apology
Only if
We resist
It’s a storm without end
Where’s the lighthouse? where’s a friend
Come to think
It can’t last
Only if
We resist
Free market and labour rights
Women’s vote and hunger strikes
War is over in times square
Please don’t say that nobody cares
Standing up to those who sell fear
With a polite insistence to hear
Only if
We resist
It’s a storm without end
Where’s the lighthouse? where’s a friend
Come to think
It can’t last
Only if
We resist
#midnightoil #resist #weresist
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Lyrics
‘At The Time Of Writing’
(Written by Rob Hirst and Jim Moginie)
There’s nothing much hanging from the tree in the Garden of Eden
It takes a long long time for the fruit to ripen on the vine
We better get together or we’ll end up on the roof with a shotgun
Because a chance, we’ve only got one
It’s never very smart to try and strip the bark from an old tree
We’ve been digging up the dirt since the rocks of the earth were still warm
Now old king coal is dying, he was never gonna last the long run
You know a chance, we’ve only got one
At the time of writing we were in our heads
At the time of writing we were good as dead
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were fast asleep
At the time of writing we were in too deep
At the time of writing
Wait a little while your eyes will realign into the darkness
There’s an ice-melt below us, bamboo curtains above
Our ocean moat protects us, our friends will surely come
You know a chance, we’ve only got one
They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for anything
They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for everything
We are not responsible for this, we’re not responsible for everything
We are not responsible for this, we’re not responsible for everything
At the time of writing we were in our heads
At the time of writing we were good as dead
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were fast asleep
At the time of writing we were in too deep
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were on the brink
At the time of writing, still had time to think
At the time, at the time, at the time, at the time, at the time
#midnightoil #atthetimeofwriting #resist
Taken from the forthcoming album ‘Resist’ pre-order now: midnightoil.lnk.to/RESIST_PreOrder_PreSave
Directed and filmed by Robert Hambling at Rancom Studios Sydney, January 2022.
Featuring Andy Bickers (saxophone), Leah Flanagan and Liz Stringer (backing vocals).
Engineered and mixed by Brent Clarke.
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‘At The Time Of Writing’
(Written by Rob Hirst and Jim Moginie)
There’s nothing much hanging from the tree in the Garden of Eden
It takes a long long time for the fruit to ripen on the vine
We better get together or we’ll end up on the roof with a shotgun
Because a chance, we’ve only got one
It’s never very smart to try and strip the bark from an old tree
We’ve been digging up the dirt since the rocks of the earth were still warm
Now old king coal is dying, he was never gonna last the long run
You know a chance, we’ve only got one
At the time of writing we were in our heads
At the time of writing we were good as dead
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were fast asleep
At the time of writing we were in too deep
At the time of writing
Wait a little while your eyes will realign into the darkness
There’s an ice-melt below us, bamboo curtains above
Our ocean moat protects us, our friends will surely come
You know a chance, we’ve only got one
They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for anything
They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for everything
We are not responsible for this, we’re not responsible for everything
We are not responsible for this, we’re not responsible for everything
At the time of writing we were in our heads
At the time of writing we were good as dead
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were fast asleep
At the time of writing we were in too deep
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were on the brink
At the time of writing, still had time to think
At the time, at the time, at the time, at the time, at the time
#midnightoil #resist #atthetimeofwriting
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Video & Video Art: Darryl Rogers
Additional Footage: Rob Blakers & Ram Ji
Lyrics
Tarkine
(Written by Jim Moginie)
There’s a red bridge in the mountains
Where Tarkine trees touch multi-coloured skies
They cast shadows on the painted ground
And to get there, well, I just close my eyes
Well I lost myself when I walked through you
All that I have now
Is a souvenir of you
There’s a lexicon of forest giants
Coachwood, myrtle, blackwood and turpentine
In this hi-viz world I must have missed the turn
Because all I found were billboards, flyers and merchandise
Well I lost myself when I fell for you
I can’t remember
But the love is o so true
Well I lost myself when I walked through you
All that I have now
Is a souvenir of you
#midnightoil #midnightoilband #tarkine #resist
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Lyrics
Rising Seas
(Written by Jim Moginie)Midnight Oil – Rising Seas (Lyric Video)
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Lyrics
Rising Seas
(Written by Jim Moginie)
Every child put down your toys
And come inside to sleep
We have to look you in the eye and say we sold you cheap
Let’s confess we did not act
With serious urgency
So open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
Temperature rising
Climate denying
Fever is gripping
Nobody’s listening
Lustre is fading
Because nobody’s trading
Wall Street is jumping
Still the music keeps pumping
If you can’t decide
Between wrong and right
If you can’t see through
All that you hold true
Queen of the firmament
Lord of all beneath
Masters of the universe
We’re all refugees
And in many countries they adore celebrities
Open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
Dinosaur stories
Reliving past glories
Lusting for gold
F-f-fishing for souls
They said it was coming
We knew it was a-coming
If you lift your game
Put your toys away
Well it looks like rain
On that western plain
Queen of the firmament
Lord of all beneath
Masters of the universe
We’re all refugees
And in many countries they adore celebrities
Open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
#midnightoil #midnightoilband #risingseas
Every child put down your toys
And come inside to sleep
We have to look you in the eye and say we sold you cheap
Let’s confess we did not act
With serious urgency
So open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
Temperature rising
Climate denying
Fever is gripping
Nobody’s listening
Lustre is fading
Because nobody’s trading
Wall Street is jumping
Still the music keeps pumping
If you can’t decide
Between wrong and right
If you can’t see through
All that you hold true
Queen of the firmament
Lord of all beneath
Masters of the universe
We’re all refugees
And in many countries they adore celebrities
Open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
Dinosaur stories
Reliving past glories
Lusting for gold
F-f-fishing for souls
They said it was coming
We knew it was a-coming
If you lift your game
Put your toys away
Well it looks like rain
On that western plain
Queen of the firmament
Lord of all beneath
Masters of the universe
We’re all refugees
And in many countries they adore celebrities
Open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
#midnightoil #midnightoilband #risingseas
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Production Company: Hype Republic
Director: Cameron March
Executive Producer: Macario De Souza
Producers: Michaela Le / Macario De Souza
DOP: Sean Ryan
1st AD: Murray Robertson
1st AC: Nicholas Jackson
2nd AC: Rebecca Wilson
Gaffer: Steve Schofield
Grip: Damian Heckendorf
Production Assistant/Assistant Editor: Jarred Lammiman
Production Assistant: James Elliott
Best Boy: Alan Fraser
Wardrobe: Simone Turnbull
HMU: Lisa Fulginiti
Featuring footage courtesy of Greenpeace https://www.greenpeace.org.au/
Lyrics
Rising Seas
(Written by Jim Moginie)
Every child put down your toys
And come inside to sleep
We have to look you in the eye and say we sold you cheap
Let’s confess we did not act
With serious urgency
So open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
Temperature rising
Climate denying
Fever is gripping
Nobody’s listening
Lustre is fading
Because nobody’s trading
Wall Street is jumping
Still the music keeps pumping
If you can’t decide
Between wrong and right
If you can’t see through
All that you hold true
Queen of the firmament
Lord of all beneath
Masters of the universe
We’re all refugees
And in many countries they adore celebrities
Open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
Dinosaur stories
Reliving past glories
Lusting for gold
F-f-fishing for souls
They said it was coming
We knew it was a-coming
If you lift your game
Put your toys away
Well it looks like rain
On that western plain
Queen of the firmament
Lord of all beneath
Masters of the universe
We’re all refugees
And in many countries they adore celebrities
Open up the floodgates
To the rising seas
#midnightoil #midnightoilband #risingseas
Backing Vocals: Leah Flanagan, Kaleena Briggs and Ursula Yovich
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The Uluru Statement From The Heart was written by more than 250 delegates from all over Australia gathered at Uluru, Northern Territory, on the lands of the Anangu people, at the First Nations National Constitutional Convention in 2017. After centuries of struggle for recognition and justice, the statement calls for the establishment of a ‘First Nations Voice’ enshrined in the Australian Constitution and the establishment of a ‘Makarrata Commission’ to supervise agreement-making and truth-telling between governments and Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples. For more info visit ulurustatement.org + https://fromtheheart.com.au/.
LYRICS
Ḻorrpu
(White Cockatoo)
Ḻiya munyaṉ wäyin, ḻiya munyaṉ wäyin
(These birds can see the spirit of our ancestors)
Naḻyurrunha gumadalili maykulili dhiyal'dhiyal'lili
(They fly up and gather in the branches of the paperbark trees)
Ḻorrpu ŋathina munyaṉminy munyaṉminy
(The White Cockatoos cry out together)
Ga ŋee ŋerrk
Ŋee ŋerrk
Ga ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk
(The crying sound of the White Cockatoo)
Ghost ships sailing in the sky
Followed by the old empire
Trashed these nations, built their own
Change the date
Change the date
Change the date
Sailed to Sydney, flags flew high
Built a prison, please stand by
There’s no plausible denial
Change the date
Change the date
Change the date
Settlers stormed in countless waves
Massacred the native race
Left no mark on history’s page
Change the date
Change the date
Change the date
Draped in flags on this grand day
Drinking down your chardonnay
How long can you just look away?
Change the date
Change the date
Change the date
Ḻorrpu
(White Cockatoo)
Ḻorrpu
(White Cockatoo)
Ŋerrk ŋerrk thuna ŋathiŋa
(Ŋerrk ŋerrk they are crying)
Mali' munyaṉ wäyin
(The birds see the spirits and cry out)
Ga ŋee ŋerrk
Ŋee ŋerrk
Ga ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk ŋerrk
(The crying sound of the White Cockatoo)
#midnightoil #changethedate #themakarrataproject
Written by Peter Garrett & Bones Hillman
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The Uluru Statement From The Heart was written by more than 250 delegates from all over Australia gathered at Uluru, Northern Territory, on the lands of the Anangu people, at the First Nations National Constitutional Convention in 2017. After centuries of struggle for recognition and justice, the statement calls for the establishment of a ‘First Nations Voice’ enshrined in the Australian Constitution and the establishment of a ‘Makarrata Commission’ to supervise agreement-making and truth-telling between governments and Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples. For more info visit ulurustatement.org + https://fromtheheart.com.au/.
LYRICS
You can't think about the future still running from the past
Tall tales lie in history and flames burn through the memories
There's a country that is aching for a way to call its own
You can feel the mansions shaking as the first real seed is sown
Now you can't talk about the future if you're running from the past
It’s a terror in Australia, jails and guns and failure
Can you see the ships a coming, stately through the heads
And arched out over the white sails is the merchant’s flag of red
Now Captain Cook spawns Captain Coke and beer flows over rum
In a twinkling of an eye my friend they spent your dollars so very well
And those traditions they can't sell sit silent in the sun
Where ignorance and wealth combine to crush the fruit upon the vine
It’s a terror in Australia
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First Nations collaborators are:
Pat Anderson, Stan Grant, Adam Goodes, Ursula Yovich & Troy Cassar-Daley
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Video Directed by Mathew Maker
Designed by Sandon Gibbs-O’Neill
Paintings by Laura Paige and Hamish McBride
ULURU STATEMENT FROM THE HEART
“We, gathered at the 2017 National Constitutional Convention, coming from all points of the southern sky, make this statement from the heart:
Our Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander tribes were the first sovereign Nations of the Australian continent and its adjacent islands, and possessed it under our own laws and customs. This our ancestors did, according to the reckoning of our culture, from the Creation, according to the common law from ‘time immemorial’, and according to science more than 60,000 years ago.
This sovereignty is a spiritual notion: the ancestral tie between the land, or ‘mother nature’, and the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples who were born therefrom, remain attached thereto, and must one day return thither to be united with our ancestors. This link is the basis of the ownership of the soil, or better, of sovereignty. It has never been ceded or extinguished, and co-exists with the sovereignty of the Crown.
How could it be otherwise? That peoples possessed a land for sixty millennia and this sacred link disappears from world history in merely the last two hundred years?
With substantive constitutional change and structural reform, we believe this ancient sovereignty can shine through as a fuller expression of Australia’s nationhood.
Proportionally, we are the most incarcerated people on the planet. We are not an innately criminal people. Our children are aliened from their families at unprecedented rates. This cannot be because we have no love for them. And our youth languish in detention in obscene numbers. They should be our hope for the future.
These dimensions of our crisis tell plainly the structural nature of our problem. This is the torment of our powerlessness.
We seek constitutional reforms to empower our people and take a rightful place in our own country. When we have power over our destiny our children will flourish. They will walk in two worlds and their culture will be a gift to their country.
We call for the establishment of a First Nations Voice enshrined in the Constitution.
Makarrata is the culmination of our agenda: the coming together after a struggle. It captures our aspirations for a fair and truthful relationship with the people of Australia and a better future for our children based on justice and self-determination.
We seek a Makarrata Commission to supervise a process of agreement-making between governments and First Nations and truth-telling about our history.
In 1967 we were counted, in 2017 we seek to be heard. We leave base camp and start our trek across this vast country. We invite you to walk with us in a movement of the Australian people for a better future.”
#midnightoil #ulurustatementfromtheheart #themakarrataproject
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The Uluru Statement From The Heart was written by more than 250 delegates from all over Australia gathered at Uluru, Northern Territory, on the lands of the Anangu people, at the First Nations National Constitutional Convention in 2017. After centuries of struggle for recognition and justice, the statement calls for the establishment of a ‘First Nations Voice’ enshrined in the Australian Constitution and the establishment of a ‘Makarrata Commission’ to supervise agreement-making and truth-telling between governments and Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples. For more info visit https://fromtheheart.com.au/.
First Nation - Lyrics
First nation first nation
First to deserve an explanation
First nation first nation
Last to receive an invitation
First nation first nation
When we gonna start the conversation?
When we gonna start the celebration?
When we gonna end the exploitation?
When we gonna say the word invasion?
Out loud
We’re waiting
Still waiting
Nation within a nation
Nation within a nation
Earth black the church lacked the first fact
80 thou turned demon days and a dirt nap
Generate the trauma that made a kid rage
Now the ment’ capat be filled with all that
Fall back
Why my cousin commit?
Why my uncle locked up?
Why my aunty forget, how to put a glass cup down?
Fighting the fit
We done been brainwashed into fighting the temptay
Fought Armageddon and I be out the next day
Of course I’m a get em till the spirit run empty
My corpse full of venom outcome of the invade
How dare you try to put me up in grave
Strong vision
Tradition
No ticket no admission
No government indecision
No token recognition
First nation, so ancient
Let’s sit down and talk about appropriation
Let’s sit down and talk about compensation
Let’s sit down and talk about reconciliation
Out loud
We’re waiting
Still waiting
Nation within a nation
Still waiting
Nation within a nation
Nation
Nation within a nation
When will the light switch
24/7 in a crisis
White noise killed black thoughts
I sense
theres a shift, it’l come by the nights end
When will the light switch
24/7 in a crisis
White noise killed black thoughts
I sense
theres a shift, see the ship sink like this
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‘GADIGAL LAND’ OUT NOW - lnk.to/GadigalLandYo
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The Uluru Statement From The Heart was written by more than 250 delegates from all over Australia gathered at Uluru, Northern Territory, on the lands of the Anangu people, at the First Nations National Constitutional Convention in 2017. After centuries of struggle for recognition and justice, the statement calls for the establishment of a ‘First Nations Voice’ enshrined in the Australian Constitution and the establishment of a ‘Makarrata Commission’ to supervise agreement-making and truth-telling between governments and Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples. For more info visit https://fromtheheart.com.au/.
Gadigal Land - Lyrics
Welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal country
Welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal land
Do you know our story?
Welcome to Gadigal land
Don’t you bring your poison
Don’t you bring your grog
Don’t you bring your smallpox
Sure to kill our mob
Don’t you bring your justice
Don’t you bring your gaols
Don’t you bring your armies
Troopers on our trails
So welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal country
Welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal land
Have you heard our history?
Welcome to Gadigal land
We don’t need your convicts
We don’t need your thieves
We don’t need your squatters
Or your emancipees
Don’t you dam our rivers
Don’t you fell our trees
Don’t you carve our wilderness
Don’t you net our seas
In the land where time stands still
In the land that’s in a spell
Every day since the day you came is a day of rage
It’s a day of rage
Welcome to Gadigal land
Wenyo wenyo wenyo!
Welcome to Gadigal land
Wenyo wenyo wenyo!
Mudjaru ngaya wunyang
(take pity on my bad pronunciation)
Ngandu bayabawai….ngara
(they told us they were sorry…listen)
Ngarawa darayawai, darimi
(but I think they’ve made a mistake, because for a long time)
Garamawaimi baya mudjin, wa?
(they stole my speech and family, see?)
Birrongaingun ngarawan
(our stars are now further away).
Always will be Gadigal land
It’s unfolding you’re unloading
Your high and mighty prison ships
We can live without your muskets
We can live without your guns
We can live without your strychnine
We can live without your rum
We can live without your gallows
We can do without your chains
We can do without the massacres
The sorrow and the pain
So welcome to Gadigal land
Wenyo wenyo wenyo!
Welcome to Wiradjuri land
Welcome to Yorta Yorta land
Welcome to Arrernte land
Welcome to Mirning land
Welcome to Gurindji land
All of the lands
Welcome!
#midnightoil #gadigalland #themakarrataproject
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The Uluru Statement From The Heart was written by more than 250 delegates from all over Australia gathered at Uluru, Northern Territory, on the lands of the Anangu people, at the First Nations National Constitutional Convention in 2017. After centuries of struggle for recognition and justice, the statement calls for the establishment of a ‘First Nations Voice’ enshrined in the Australian Constitution and the establishment of a ‘Makarrata Commission’ to supervise agreement-making and truth-telling between governments and Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples. For more info visit https://fromtheheart.com.au/.
Gadigal Land - Lyrics
Welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal country
Welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal land
Do you know our story?
Welcome to Gadigal land
Don’t you bring your poison
Don’t you bring your grog
Don’t you bring your smallpox
Sure to kill our mob
Don’t you bring your justice
Don’t you bring your gaols
Don’t you bring your armies
Troopers on our trails
So welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal country
Welcome to Gadigal land
Welcome to Gadigal land
Have you heard our history?
Welcome to Gadigal land
We don’t need your convicts
We don’t need your thieves
We don’t need your squatters
Or your emancipees
Don’t you dam our rivers
Don’t you fell our trees
Don’t you carve our wilderness
Don’t you net our seas
In the land where time stands still
In the land that’s in a spell
Every day since the day you came is a day of rage
It’s a day of rage
Welcome to Gadigal land
Wenyo wenyo wenyo!
Welcome to Gadigal land
Wenyo wenyo wenyo!
Mudjaru ngaya wunyang
(take pity on my bad pronunciation)
Ngandu bayabawai….ngara
(they told us they were sorry…listen)
Ngarawa darayawai, darimi
(but I think they’ve made a mistake, because for a long time)
Garamawaimi baya mudjin, wa?
(they stole my speech and family, see?)
Birrongaingun ngarawan
(our stars are now further away).
Always will be Gadigal land
It’s unfolding you’re unloading
Your high and mighty prison ships
We can live without your muskets
We can live without your guns
We can live without your strychnine
We can live without your rum
We can live without your gallows
We can do without your chains
We can do without the massacres
The sorrow and the pain
So welcome to Gadigal land
Wenyo wenyo wenyo!
Welcome to Wiradjuri land
Welcome to Yorta Yorta land
Welcome to Arrernte land
Welcome to Mirning land
Welcome to Gurindji land
All of the lands
Welcome!
#MidnightOil #GadigalLand
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LYRICS
People, wasting away in paradise
Going backward, once in a while
Moving ahead, falling behind
What do you believe, what do you believe
What do you believe is true
Nothing they say makes a difference this way
Nothing they say will do
Take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won't have time to be bored
Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
Sun burnt faces around, with skin so brown
Smiling zinc cream and crowds, Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypti, pushing panel vans
Stuff and munch junk food
Laughing at the truth, 'cause Gough was tough till he hit the rough
Uncle Sam and John were quite enough
Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It's enough to make you want to cry
Oh the power
I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise
Sydney, nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
Dad's so bad he lives in the pub, it's a underarms and football clubs
Flat chat, Pine Gap, in every home a Big Mac
And no one goes outback, that's that
You take what you get and get what you please
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
Oh the power
“Power and the Passion” originally appeared on the album 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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LYRICS
People, wasting away in paradise
Going backward, once in a while
Moving ahead, falling behind
What do you believe, what do you believe
What do you believe is true
Nothing they say makes a difference this way
Nothing they say will do
Take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won't have time to be bored
Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
Sun burnt faces around, with skin so brown
Smiling zinc cream and crowds, Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypti, pushing panel vans
Stuff and munch junk food
Laughing at the truth, 'cause Gough was tough till he hit the rough
Uncle Sam and John were quite enough
Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It's enough to make you want to cry
Oh the power
I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise
Sydney, nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
Dad's so bad he lives in the pub, it's a underarms and football clubs
Flat chat, Pine Gap, in every home a Big Mac
And no one goes outback, that's that
You take what you get and get what you please
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
Oh the power
“Power and the Passion” originally appeared on the album 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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LYRICS
Well I heard it on the radio
And I saw it on the television
Back in 1988, all those talking politicians
Words are easy, words are cheap
Much cheaper than our priceless land
But promises can disappear
Just like writing in the sand
Treaty yeah treaty now treaty yeah treaty now
Nhima djatpangarri nhima walangwalang (You dance djatpangarri, that's better)
Nhe djatpayatpa nhima gaya' nhe marrtjini yakarray (You're dancing, you improvise, you keep going, wow)
Nhe djatpa nhe walang gumurrt jararrk gutjuk (You dance djatpangarri, that's good my dear paternal grandson)
This land was never given up
This land was never bought and sold
The planting of the union jack
Never changed our law at all
Now two river run their course
Separated for so long
I'm dreaming of a brighter day
When the waters will be one
Treaty yeah, treaty now, treaty yeah, treaty now
Nhima gayakaya nhe gaya' nhe (You improvise, you improvise)
Nhe gaya' nhe marrtjini walangwalang nhe ya (You improvise, you keep going, you're better)
Nhima djatpa nhe walang (You dance djatpangarri, that's good)
Gumurr-djararrk yawirriny' (My dear young men)
Nhe gaya' nhe marrtjini gaya' nhe marrtjini (You improvise, you keep improvising, you keep going)
Gayakaya nhe gaya' nhe marrtjini walangwalang (Improvise, you improvise, you keep going, that's better)
Nhima djatpa nhe walang (You dance djatpangarri, that's good)
Gumurr-djararrk nhe yå, e i, e i, e i i i, i i i, i i i, i i (You dear things)
Treaty ma' (Treaty now)
Promises disappear - priceless land - destiny
Well I heard it on the radio
And I saw it on the television
But promises can be broken
Just like writing in the sand
Treaty yeah treaty now treaty yeah treaty now
Treaty yeah treaty now treaty yeah treaty now
Treaty yeah treaty ma treaty yeah treaty ma
Treaty yeah treaty ma treaty yeah treaty ma
Courtesy: Youth Yindi
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Taken from the album 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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Only The Strong - Lyrics
When I'm locked in my room
I just want to scream
And I know what they mean
(One more day of eating and sleeping)
Speak to me, speak to me
I'm not spoken for, I'm ready to talk
Look at me, look at me
I've been broken up and shaken down
Speak to me, speak to me
I'm at the edge of myself I'm dying to talk
Look at me, won't you look at me
Back once more at the point of no return
When I'm locked in my room
I just want to scream
And I know what they mean
Only the strong
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Taken from the album Midnight Oil
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Run By Night - Lyrics
I'm on the whiskey flying, and I'll run by night
I'm on the whiskey running, and I'll run by night
I'm on the winter cycle, shut my eyes to the bite
I'm on the winter cycle, shake my fist at the bite
I'm on the whiskey flying, and I'll run by night
I'm on the phone to summer, so I'll see you on the flight
My friends are at a party, playing games with the light
I hate to say I'm wrong, I just know I'm right
We all run by night
I'm on the whiskey flying, and I'll run by night
I'm on the glaze a burning, and it burns in the light
I'm on a turning circle, turn my face from the bite
I'm on a turning circle, hear me screaming at the bite
I'm on the edge of danger, and I'll run by night
I'm on the phone to summer, so I;ll see you on the flight
My friends are at a party, playing games with the light
I hate to say I'm wrong, I just know I'm right
We all run by night
#MidnightOil #RunByNight
Taken from the album 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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US Forces - Lyrics
U.S. forces give the nod
It's a setback for your country
Bombs and trenches all in rows
Bombs and threats still ask for more
Divided world the CIA
Who controls the issue
You leave us with no time to talk
You can write your own assessment
[Chorus]
Sing me songs of no denying
Seems to me too many trying
Waiting for the next big thing
Will you know it when you see it
High risk children dogs of war
Now market movements call the shots
Business deals in parking lots
Waiting for the meat of tomorrow
[Chorus]
Everyone is too stoned to start emission
People too scared to go to prison
We're unable to make decisions
Political party line don't cross that floor
L. Ron Hubbard can't save your life
Superboy takes a plutonium wife
In the shadows of Ban the Bomb we live
[Chorus]
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Taken from the album Place Without A Postcard
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Don’t Wanna Be The One - Lyrics
I'm an innocent victim, I'm just like you
We end up in home units with a brick wall view
I can't believe the perfect families on my colour TV
If I don't make it to the top it'll never bother me
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
I'm an innocent bystander caught in the path
Waiting out the back while the corporate attack
Assaults the senses with relentless scenes of passion and delight
I cut up all the options and went running for my life
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
Not now, not there
I'm never never gonna be the one
I'm never never gonna be the one
I'm never never gonna be the one
I'm never never gonna be the one
I don't wanna be the one
My oh my oh oh
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Taken from the album Breathe
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Surf’s Up Tonight - Lyrics
Wherever the wind blows
When it blows over the sea
The moon's sitting high
Waves will rise
Water shapes
Waves will take you, take you there
Surf's up tonight
Summers on hold
It will go running away
You've gotta move now
Get inside
Take that dive
Get inside today
Surf's up tonight
Now I was lonely
And you were too
I met you down at the waterline
Now there's something we can do
Now there's something left to do
Oh yeah
Surf's up tonight
Wherever you are
When you're coming over land
There's a place where you can throw it away
There's a place you can forget
You get wet, it's free
You get high, you're alive
Surf's up tonight
Come on up tonight
Surf's up tonight
#MidnightOil #SurfsUpTonight #Breathe
Taken from the album Earth and Sun and Moon
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Truganini - Lyrics
There's a road train going nowhere
Roads are cut, lines are down
We'll be staying at the Roma bar
Till that monsoon passes on
The backbone of this country's broken
The land is cracked and the land is sore
Farmers are hanging on by their fingertips
We cursed and stumbled across that shore
What for?
I hear much support for the monarchy
I hear the Union Jack's to remain
I see Namatjira in custody
I see Truganini's in chains
And the world won't stand still
Blue collar work it don't get you nowhere
You just go round and round in debt
Somebody's got you on that treadmill, mate
And I hope you're not beaten yet
I hear much support for the monarchy
I hear the Union Jack's to remain
I see Namatjira in custody
I see Truganini's in chains
I hear much support for the monarchy
I see the Union Jack in flames, let it burn
I see Namatjira with dignity
I see Truganini's in chains
And the world won't stand still
And the world won't stand still
Chains...
And the world won't stand still
And the world won't stand still
#MidnightOil #Truganini #EarthandSunandMoon
Taken from the album Diesel and Dust
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Put Down That Weapon - Lyrics
Under the waterline
No place to retire
To another time
The eyes of the world now turn
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the skies go dark with rain
Can you tell me, does our freedom remain?
[Chorus 1]
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You can't hide nowhere with the torchlight on
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
Above the waterline
Point the finger, yeah, point the bone
It's the harbour towns
That the grey metal ships call home
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the sea goes boiling black
Can you tell me what you'll do about that
[Chorus 2]
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
I must know something to know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
They keep talking about it
They keep talking about it
They keep talking
They keep talking
Talking
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
[Chorus 2]
[Chorus 3]
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You must be crazy if you think you're strong
Cause it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
And some things don't come for free
#MidnightOil #PutDownThatWeapon #DieselandDust
Taken from the Species Deceases EP
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Pictures - Lyrics
I just wanna walk through paradise
I just want to see that clear clear light
Don't want to be a member of a species that's deceasing
Keep on making those promises that they ain't keeping
Oh I was a talking to the people next door
Said they don't want to die in a nuclear war
Now we went walking down the old north road
We got a common cause we got a heavy heavy load
Watching pictures of the world
Watching pictures as they pass me by
Don't stop at that light
Don't go out at night
My artificial heart
Expensive spare parts
I've been a sailor on the sea I've been a flyer in the air
I've seen a whole lot of bleeding hearts out there
They don't talk so much I tell you they still care
Yes they do, yes they do
They can't go on living like this they can't go on
Don't sit around in silence you don't need a licence
It's moving in a hurry, there's no need to worry
We're really going to change it the critical mass approaches
I can almost hear it
Stooooop!
#MidnightOil #Pictures #SpeciesDeceases
Taken from the album Diesel and Dust
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Beds Are Burning - Lyrics
Out where the river broke
The blood-wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty-five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning
How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
Now to pay our share
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty-five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning
How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent now
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
We're gonna give it back
How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning
#MidnightOil #BedsAreBurning #DieselandDust
Taken from the album Earth and Sun and Moon
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My Country - Lyrics
Was it just a dream, were you so confused
Was it just a giant leap of logic
Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear
Methods, were their motives for the action
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
Did you save your face
Did you breach your faith
Women, there were children at the shelter
Now who can stop the hail
When human senses fail
There was never any warning, no escape
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong
I hear you say the truth must take a beating
The flag a camouflage for your deceiving
Cause I know, (I know) I know, it's written on your soul
I know we all make mistakes
This is not a case of blurred vision, it's a case of black holes, pocket
Holes, soul holes
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong
My country, my country, my country
#MidnightOil #MyCountry #EarthandSunandMoon
Taken from the album Earth and Sun and Moon
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In The Valley - Lyrics
My grandfather went down with the Montevideo
The rising sun sent him floating to his rest
And his wife fled south to Sydney seeking out safe harbour
A North Shore matron she became with some paying guests
My father went down with the curse of big cities
Traffic tolls and deadlines took him to his peace
Now Bob Dyer glued us to our seats
And lawns were always Victa neat
Whilst Menzies fawned at royal fleet do you remember?
I'm sure you remember
In the valley I walk, I took some comfort there
In the valley I walk, cold comfort I can hear you talk
In the valley I walk, who will take me there?
When my mother went down it was a stiff arm from Hades
Life surprises and tears you like the southerly
She always welcomed the spring always welcomed the stranger
I don't see too many around like this
Oh no, not many like this
In the valley I walk - who will take me there
In the valley I walk - cold comfort I can hear you talk
In the valley I walk - I took some comfort there
In the valley I walk - oh rough justice I hear you talk
In the valley I walk - I meet my watershed
To meet my watershed
I meet my watershed
To meet my watershed
I hope virtue brings it's own reward
And I hope the pen is mightier than any sword
I hope the kids will take it slow
I hope my country claims it's own
In the valley I walk - I cried yes I cried I was down then I crawled
Mercy's arms all around me when I was down there
In the valley I walk - do you read me they can hear me in the valley
#MidnightOil #InTheValley #EarthandSunandMoon
Taken from the album Blue Sky Mining
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Bedlam Bridge - Lyrics
In this city with no footpath there's a building with no people
There is crime and gun decisions
There's a street of heat and hawkers, there's a house of hope drifters
There's a gang that shoots then listens
There's a place that knows no poverty, a town without pollution
There's a soul with good intentions
There are canyons full of movie stars, churches made of metal
There are mountains made of muscle
We have leaders who are anxious, we have captains not courageous
Captains tumbling into madness
But there's a man who makes no enemies, a body never breathless
No ambition ever hopeless
Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting
Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven
Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting
In these locked and shackled neighbourhoods, bridge and tunnel diplomats
See the golden ghetto's creeper
Crazy flags from history, songs for the White House gangsters
Guns for hellgate railway sleepers
But there's a man who makes no enemies, a body never breathless
No ambition ever hopeless
So how stands the city on this winters night?
The city on the hill or so they said
The snow is falling down around the armoury
The city's closing in around my head
Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting
Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven
Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting
Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting
Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven
Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting
Drive, won't you drive the engines harder, drive
Up on Bedlam Bridge somebody is waiting
Up on Bedlam Bridge I'm shot to heaven (bring you down)
Oh, up on Bedlam Bridge, waiting
Drive, won't you turn the engines over, drive
#MidnightOil #BedlamBridge #BlueSkyMining
Taken from the album Red Sails in the Sunset
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Best of Both Worlds - Lyrics
You say times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds here
Things are rough
We've got the best of both worlds here
Times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds
The real world is not as calm as it appears to be from here
The old world is not as safe with the new world closing in
The great south land can be as great as the one it could have been
The one it could have been
The real world is not as calm as it appears to be from here
The small world is not as strong and the testing ground is near
The old world is not as strong as the one we could have seen
The great south land can be as great as the one it could have been
The one it could have been
We've got the best of both worlds
#MidnightOil #BestofBothWorlds #RedSailsintheSunset


