A clear blue morning five thousand miles away,
A distant sound like thunder slicing the air,
I can see fighter planes and the steel rain,
I hear them screaming across the sky,
I can still remember the bushfires burnin into the night…..
Raise the flag and hear the call
And see the truth that makes us all who we are…
And the bushfires burnin
A little town on the west coast watching a TV screen,
Another fox on the news surreal as it seems,
I can only watch as theyre runnin for cover,
I can see smoke clouds black out the sky,
I can still remember the bushfires burnin into the night….
Raise the flag and hear the call
And see the truth that makes us all who we are…….
And the bushfires burnin
Take your sides and take the fall
And see the truth that makes us all who we are…
And the bushfires burnin…