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Landfall

	“People don’t understand,”
	that is what you say to yourselves
	as you nibble away
	at our rights, our freedoms,
	spending far too long in the dark
	all alone
	with your mandate for power,
	for ruling, such as it is.
	It’s enough for ruin.
	All we have is unreal.
	Nothing so unwritten is safe
	insecurity and power
	is a force to be feared.
	Seems it’s an impossible thing
	to be open
	and cover your backs
	from those who put you there
	in the place that is your home.
	To scorn our deepest fears
	and take it on themselves
	to take it all and do it in our names.
	This land is so afraid.
	For in the fading light
	this land, in time may fall.
	Plant some reality here.
	here into the front of my home
	if they take you apart
	have to fight for yourselves.
	Funny how it’s always the same
	it don’t matter who’s holding
	the key to the garden.
	The limit of my understanding is reached.
	Ten years on from the day they broke down the line,
	red man Arthur was proved right all along.
	Loose your big train of thought
	take it to a wall with some writing:
	“question authority”
	and then it says “why?”
	What we have to say to ourselves
	as we marvel at all of the facts
	and the figures at the fingertips
	of the men in power.

	" People don' t understand,"
	that is what you say to yourselves
	as you nibble away
	at our rights, our freedoms,
	spending far too long in the dark
	all alone
	with your mandate for power,
	for ruling, such as it is.
	It' s enough for ruin.
	All we have is unreal.
	Nothing so unwritten is safe
	insecurity and power
	is a force to be feared.
	Seems it' s an impossible thing
	to be open
	and cover your backs
	from those who put you there
	in the place that is your home.
	To scorn our deepest fears
	and take it on themselves
	to take it all and do it in our names.
	This land is so afraid.
	For in the fading light
	this land, in time may fall.
	Plant some reality here.
	here into the front of my home
	if they take you apart
	have to fight for yourselves.
	Funny how it' s always the same
	it don' t matter who' s holding
	the key to the garden.
	The limit of my understanding is reached.
	Ten years on from the day they broke down the line,
	red man Arthur was proved right all along.
	Loose your big train of thought
	take it to a wall with some writing:
	" question authority"
	and then it says " why?"
	What we have to say to ourselves
	as we marvel at all of the facts
	and the figures at the fingertips
	of the men in power.