i come from a land that sought independence
i came from a land that fought hard
but what did i want?
to be free
isn’t that what we all want?
free from the tyranny of Westminsters
poisoned apple tree
that only bears fruit when they see fit
and what do we get?
not even a pip
seeds grow and fruit but not here
here we get the dregs of an empty bottle
where the people get drunk on fear
fear of the end of an old institution
and a new beginning that promised us hope
hope for the future,
the only hope for the future we can get these days
as it looks bleak
now even bleaker after a no vote
the people spoke
the people spoke
now what can we do?