out here in the middle i got a better view
of what's sacred and what belongs to you
knowing your history is killing me
i was never blind but i didn't foresee
all the effects of when they came
what was the consequence or the time frame
i tell you the suffering aint over yet
cos that kind of s*** i'll never forget
i'm waiting for hours
i'm waiting for days
for so many years to be here
and as this land grabs every part of me
of what's sacred and what belongs to you
knowing your history is killing me
i was never blind but i didn't foresee
all the effects of when they came
what was the consequence or the time frame
i tell you the suffering aint over yet
cos that kind of s*** i'll never forget
i'm waiting for hours
i'm waiting for days
for so many years to be here
and as this land grabs every part of me