Stolen Land - Bruce Cockburn

    From Tierra del Fuego to Ungava Bay
    the history of betrayal continues to today
    the spirit of Almighty Voice, the ghost of Anna Mae
    call like thunder from the mountains -- you can hear them say
    it's a stolen land

    Apartheid in Arizona, slaughter in Brazil
    if bullets don't get good PR there's other ways to kill
    kidnap all the children, put 'em in a foreign system
    bring them up in no-man's land where no one really wants them
    it's a stolen land

    stolen land -- but it's all we've got
    stolen land -- and there's no going back
    stolen land -- and we'll never forget
    stolen land -- and we're not through yet

    In my mind I catch a picture -- big black raven in the sky
    looking at the ocean -- sail reflected in black eye --
    sail as white as heroin, white like weathered bones --
    rum and guns and smallpox gonna change the face of home
    in this stolen land...

    If you're like me you'd like to think we've learned from our mistakes
    enough to know we can't play god with others' lives at stake
    so now we've all discovered the world wasn't only made for whites
    what step are you gonna take to try and set things right
    in this stolen land

    stolen land -- but it's all we've got
    stolen land -- and there's no going back
    stolen land -- and we'll never forget
    stolen land -- and we're not through yet

    (Toronto,  January 86)
     

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