| For million of years, the virgin land lay waiting
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| And nobody new what treasures lay undisturbed
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| The white man came and settled in easy places
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| And the black man knew that soon the tide would turn
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| They took the land and wrote the story
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| All in the name of king and glory
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| They came in chains to find the answer
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| They built on every stone
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| But on the way they lost the dreamtime
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| Out in the great unknown
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| Out in the great unknown
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| A breed of men, some born in desperation
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| Had to see for themselves, the legends that they’d heard
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| To forge a path all the way to the great north ocean
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| For men have dreams that fly as high as birds
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| They led the way and hold the story
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| Still in the name of king and glory
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| They broke their chains and found an answer
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| They built with every stone
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| But on the way they lost the dreamtime
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| Out in the great unknown
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| Out in the great unknown
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| Men of great vision, but alone in this land
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| They have a mission to do all that they can
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| What will it mean to future generations?
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| How will it feel, when we come face to face?
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| There’s only one way to save the situation
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| The years ahead, like the past, must be embranced
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| So lead the way and tell the story
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| All in the name of higher glory
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| So break the chains and find the answer
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| Built on every stone
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| And look to find another dreamtime
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| Out in the great unknown
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| Out in the great unknown |