400 Miles From Darwin Lyrics - Whitlams

We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here 

One among the hundreds, crying for the millions 

And when the house lights break the trance 

Only then unclasp our hands 

Compose ourselves and fix our hair 

"We would have all been Schindler there" 

Drive in silence slowly home 

Now horror's more than skin and bone 

And can you see in twenty years 

We'll pay to shed the same cheap tears 

In a film about an island, watch our hero take a stand 

Pay our money gladly to wash our hands 

Watching the movie we'll ask how the people might have known 

Let it happen there without a fight 

Kept driving on quietly home 

Left the Timorese alone - 400 miles from Darwin 

The two-minute hate is now the three-hour love 

With any action left to up above 

Those people then could turn their heads 

Now all the same we sleep instead 

While 400 miles from Darwin 

East Timor is dying