Words & Music: Tim Freedman We pay to shed a sombre tear Together in the darkness here One among the hundreds Crying for the millions When the houselights 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 horrors more than skin and bone. Can you see in 20 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, and let it happen there without a fight Kept driving on quietly home Left the Timorese alone 400 miles from Darwin. The 2-minute hate is now the 3-hour love With action left for God above The Germans then could turn their heads Now Indonesians and us, we sleep in bed 400 miles from Darwin East Timor is dying. Watching the movie we'll ask how the people might have - Known, and let it happen there without a fight Kept driving on quietly home Left the Timorese alone 400 miles from Darwin.