Oh Myela, my love, can you hear? Can you still hear The sirens moan Calling you home again Black out call Calling you back again? Oh Myela, my love, they say the pipeline is coming Black bears at the summit Gonna have to move on With the white geese at dawn Our daybreak storm And our indigenous heart Even though Lancashire said no Quadrilla say they fracking anyway Oh Myela, my love, nobody said it was simple But people raise it so hard Knowing who we are And our place in the stars And now we Are never really apart From the whole of it all Hmm Knowing who we are And our place in the stars And now we Are never really apart From the whole of it all Our daybreak storm And our indigenous heart So paint the earth, paint the earth on me Paint the earth, paint the earth on me Paint the earth, paint the earth on me Paint the earth, paint the earth on me Paint the earth, paint the earth on me