THE DEEP RED HEART OF OUR COUNTRY
 

This red-gold land since ancient days
Has cared for wandering peoples.

For two hundred years came ships of sorrows and fears
Cast out by cruelty, desperation.
On sand and read earth fell their tears
The quiet watching rocks receive them.

This red-gold land since ancient days
Has cared for wandering peoples.

To those of disposession and despair,
We reach out now to touch your hand
Your own lands weep for the fires of war,
You are loved by the deep beating heart of this land.

This red-gold land since ancient days
Will care for wandering peoples.

Words and music by Honey Nelson (written for the refugee rally 'Breaking the Silence', 13 April 2014