Finish Line (Kirk McLeod) People used to walk these hills People used to walk these streets Around this town And they used to feel complete That was until they were replaced by sheep What were they thinking? What were they feeling? Anything at all At all... I will walk upon these hills I will hold my hands up to my face and look for miles around And I still won't see a soul Sometimes I swear I still can hear their cries and smell the smoke I hear them crying Where's compassion? Anywhere at all? At all... Another time Another place to be Another people waiting On that finish line Another time Another place to be Another people waiting On that finish line See that we have picked up the pieces and you Know that we are living well and feeling fine But although we may have Forgotten for awhile You can look across the ocean now And see that we remember You can see we're feeling happy And you know we're feeling strong Since we were forced to leave you What the hell did we do wrong You can see we're feeling happy And you know we're doing fine Since we were forced to leave you And cross that finish line