I want you to imagine that you're a child again, small and black
Frightened, bewildered and alone
Because yesterday an alien race
Came to your childhood dreamtime place
Took you from the only life you've ever known
And your ears still ring to the sound of your mother's cries
As they tore you from her helpless arms
And your scared and angry father shouting "why, why, why?"
Imagine that if you can
It's the shame of a nation
And it's time for reconciliation
I want you to imagine this
The mission school where the alien fist
Is clothed by the Christian's velvet glove
Where they preach about sin and teach you shame
Steal your past, change your name
And all they claim in the name of their God's love
So when they tell you you're an orphan
You believe it to be true
For they're the ones with the Bibles in their hands
And the last small hope dies deep inside of you
Imagine that if you can
It's the shame of a nation
And it's time for reconciliation
Imagine a people so advanced
In their pride and arrogance
No culture has value but their own
That only they, the just and strong
Can judge what's right and right what's wrong
For the truth shines on them and them alone
So when the light of their truth
Falls on you one day
And all that you are is judged and damned
When for their own good
They take your children away
Imagine that if you can
It's the shame of a nation
And it's time for reconciliation