[Verse 1] (whispered in the background barely audible) Sound of white men coming Like the sound of water running beat your drum Quick turn and run run for your lives Run for the outer regions Run [Verse 2] Virgin forest stood in silent green Shattered quiet filled with lives Quiet people stood beside their stream With welcome hearts they shared repose Strangers in their funny clothes so clean Too quick to scream Too slow to dream [Verse 3] They marched on through the night they sold their souls And the rage that blew into their brains raped their thoughts like hurricanes untold It's best that they keep them there Locked beneath that fine spun hair of gold Lest they're told The price of gold [Verse 4] The dew that sparkled in the morning light They held the fragrant memories All the horrid tragedies last night Mount your steed and ride away Quick before you see this day too bright Those pain-filled eyes Those stolen lives [Verse 5] Virgin forest fell beneath their axe And all they left of culture there Raven locks of stolen hair to wax Steal some land and call it home Work your fingers to the bone for tax Don't turn your backs Don't dare relax [Outro] Virgin forest stood in silent green
