We died all together On an ocean of rolling hills Bad weather One barely took my daughter When I rose up I saw her feet Pale soles and silver bells And I see back in time To losing my husband on a day of dust And damage I made him leave this place To find us a safe home far away With rocks of red and trees of grey I know family ties They just won't save us Not this time And on Christmas Island They just won't see us alive Will they find a trail of ruin Or will they always wonder and wonder Who was responsible On this earth Don't we have a place A right to be I know family ties They just won't save us Not this time And on Christmas Island They just won't see us arrive