Vibrant and real I lie Mantled by the open sky The wind and waves my lullaby I am the land Why do you view me with eyes unable to see The beauty in all that is pure when its left to live free? So hot the fires within my breast Rock and steel cant stand their test Yet songbirds in my green beard nest I am the land That which is so strong and old Cannot be bought or sold Mine is the green and gold Wealth without end Ruled by the ebb of my oceans Slaves to the dusk and the dawn Your petridish civilisations Are buried and born I watch as you live With your heads in the sand Unable to hear the cry of the land I was once a happy hunting ground Then one day the eyes of science found A bluegreen planet Spinning round a shining star The timeless giver of all life Offered as a sacrifice The priceless finds its price In the greed of man You bury your fears And your heads in the sand So youll never hear the cry of the land
land, unable, petridish, mantled, bluegreen