To the east we have our lowest land
Taken from the sea
But soon it will be taken back
As the black water comes creeping back
To the west we have triumphant hills
And lakes that dress the scars
But soon it will be taken back
As the black water shatters and cracks
So we look to the stars
In their infinite sky
As science and faith collide into the night
We’re in the firing line again
To the south we have our richest land
But Christ you have to pay
But soon there’ll be nowhere to stay
As the black water retreats away
To the north Monroes scatter the land
They lead the rain astray
But the rain will take its share away
And where black water was earth remains
So we look to the past
To some difficult time
As science and faith collide into the night
We’re in the firing line again
So herein lies some sound advice
Much older than its years
Move to the north and ride your luck
Cos elsewhere you will be f*****
So we look to our god
To some promising heir
As science and faith collide into the night
We’re in the firing line again
As science and faith collide
We’ll fight right back
Until the firing line has changed