To the east we have our lowest land Taken from the sea But soon it will be taken back As the black water comes creeping backTo the east we have our lowest land Taken from the sea But soon it will be taken back As the black water comes creeping back To the west we have triumphant hills And lakes that dress the scars But soon it will be taken back As the black water shatters and cracks So we look to the stars In their infinite sky As science and faith collide into the night We’re in the firing line again To the south we have our richest land But Christ you have to pay But soon there’ll be nowhere to stay As the black water retreats away To the north Monroes scatter the land They lead the rain astray But the rain will take its share away And where black water was earth remains So we look to the past To some difficult time As science and faith collide into the night We’re in the firing line again So herein lies some sound advice Much older than its years Move to the north and ride your luck Cos elsewhere you will be f***** So we look to our god To some promising heir As science and faith collide into the night We’re in the firing line again As science and faith collide We’ll fight right back Until the firing line has changed
