They’re in the street, driven from their home
Could the world have known?
What history has shown

Look at the cliffs of East Timor
Blood washing on the shore
Will we look anymore

They cry out
Is the world aware?
Is it listening?
Does it even care?
They cry out
We face the choices
Do we turn away or
Listen to the voices

There is a graveyard in Santa Cruz
It made the evening news
Could this change our views

The world saw all their faces
The screaming noises
From all their voices

They cry out
Is the world aware?
Is it listening?
Does it even care?
They cry out
We face the choices
Do we turn away or
Listen to the voices

180000 in the blink of an eye
Is it just a number to you and I
What about the ones who lived and died
And millions more dying from genocide

Voices in the Congo and Cambodia
Rwanda Darfur Bosnia
Silenced by murder and hate and fear
So many more voices that we’ll never hear

In East Timor 1975
The forgotten genocide
Will we close our eyes

Because it’s still happening over again
In somewhere else today
Will we turn away?

They cry out
Is the world aware?
Is it listening?
Does it even care?
They cry out
We face the choices
Do we turn away or
Listen to the voices

They cry out
They cry out
They cry out
They cry out
They cry out
They cry out
They cry out
They cry out