作词 : Turner Harrison
作曲 : Turner Harrison
Relocation

Scattered to the winds,
1000 miles apart
Chains around my feet,
Shackles on my heart,
You can't deny it, Don't even try it,
Western expansion,
Sit in your mansion
On your polar bear rug, by the fire so snug..
There's nothing left to do, you've done enough..

My people get the sands,
Of the desert not the sea,
Crossed the fertile lands,
To a landscape stark and bleak.
This is your mercy? Broken and thirsty!
Treaties are hollow,
You expect us to follow,
In the fear of your sword,
And to pray to your lord?
While you take all our trees
and we stay on our knees.