Your Own History Video (MV)

Mannalargenna never went home
Simply tricked, into leaving the country he owned
To Wybalenna Mission, on Flinders Isle
Water surrounding the place for miles

So well equipped, so hidden, so windswept and bare
On the island, no ceremony or language was spoken there
The picket fences that confined him were as pearly gates
He died looking south to his homeland, his fate

When your spirit is gone
God will take you first and be done
Its just best, to deny your own history

Truganini did what she could
She saw death everywhere that she looked
Extinction was upon her, her choices were few
She chose life, so tell me, what would you do?

It's a high price to pay
It just eats you up every day
Just deny, keep denying your own history

The Last Mohican, the last native face
What a comfort it must be to call us the dying race
Our skulls and our bones went to your institutions
To make it look like it was just evolution

No such thing as the last one, we cried
For the murder, good intentions, and lies
Keep denying your own history

The white fella leapfrogged his way across the land
A land grab, a fever, a Christian and righteous rampage
Destroying evidence, and those that fought for their homes
These are the facts that will never leave you alone

To move the whole place forward
Without any hope of any earthly reward
Recognise its your own, your own history
Coz we somehow survived
On the islands, we just didn't die
We're still here
To remind you of your own history

Our children don't see the facts in the history books
Coz the facts were erased, or just overlooked
Invasion, not settlement is the countrywide story
You are the victors, but not covered in glory

Drown it in alcohol
As you breath your freeman's air
We're still here
To remind you of your own history
For to always deny is just to slowly to die
Take your time, just recognize your own history