Oh Myela, my love, can you hear?
Can you still hear
The sirens moan
Calling you home again
Black out call
Calling you back again?
Oh Myela, my love, they say the pipeline is coming
Black bears at the summit
Gonna have to move on
With the white geese at dawn
Our daybreak storm
And our indigenous heart
Even though Lancashire said no
Quadrilla say they fracking anyway
Oh Myela, my love, nobody said it was simple
But people raise it so hard
Knowing who we are
And our place in the stars
And now we
Are never really apart
From the whole of it all
Hmm
Knowing who we are
And our place in the stars
And now we
Are never really apart
From the whole of it all
Our daybreak storm
And our indigenous heart
So paint the earth, paint the earth on me
Paint the earth, paint the earth on me
Paint the earth, paint the earth on me
Paint the earth, paint the earth on me
Paint the earth, paint the earth on me
