Family Rankin Natives Lyrics

Natives Lyrics

For all our languages we can't communicate

For all of our native tongues
we're all natives here

Sons of their fathers dream the same dream

The sound of forbidden words becomes a scream

Voices in anger, victims
of history

Plundered and set aside, grown fat on swallowed pride



With promises of paradise and gifts of beads and knives

Missionaries,
pioneers are soldiers in disguise

Saviours and conquerors, they make us
wait

The fishers of men they wave their truth like bait

With the
touch of a stranger's hand

Innocence turns to shame

The spirit that
dwelt within, now sleeps out in the rain



For all of our languages
we can't communicate

For all our native tongues, we're all natives
here

The scars of the past are slow to disappear

The cries of the
dead are always in our ear

Only the very safe can talk about wrong and
right

Of those who are forced to choose

Some will choose to
fight



For all of our languages we can't communicate.