It's like the wild west in our backyard While they were smiling holding hands you caught them off guard Watch them sing slow their spirits charred Now they drain the blood and oil from their backyard He was 21 and he'd never seen the wide open skies near alice springs She was 17 and didn't know if her mother was alive or gone And I watched you walk home that summers eve And you could see the dust storms turn from the end of our street Only time will protest the meaning of their ancient place as the modern age is dreaming of A way to take the words that are leaking out of the mouths of the people that are speaking out She was 35 and didn't know there was a problem at all And I watched you walk home that summers eve And you could see the dust storms turn from the end of our street And I watched a generation burn like it was on TV And you are giving them their peace as the sun turns red and this plane flies east And I watched you walk home that summers eve And you could see the dust storms turn from the end of our street