Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Oh to be united
No hate, no faces blighted
With the frown and fierce expression
From the guts and buts in session.
Oh to be together
Facing future, stormy weather
Hand and hearts: a strong foundation
Revolution, revelation.
Oh to be a nation
Full of fine, high expectation
No berating, no more hating
We all voted, now we’re waiting
For the penny to drop
For the slander to stop
For the high-ups to hold up their hands
Stand together, as we leave 27 other lands.
Oh to be united
Feeling hopeful, and excited
We left, it’s done, don’t cry
Smile as we say ‘Goodbye’.
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