A cry for help, a hint of anesthesia   The sound from broken homes   We used to always meet here   As he lays asleep, she takes him in her arms   Some things I have to do but I don't mean you harm      A worried parent's glance, a kiss, a last goodbye   Hands him the bag she packed, the tears she tries to hide   Cruel wind that blows down to our lunacy   And leaves him standing cold here in this colony      I can't see why all these confrontations   I can't see why all these dislocations   No family life, this makes me feel uneasy   Stood alone here in this colony   In this colony, in this colony, in this colony, in this colony      Dear God in His wisdom took you by the hand   God in His wisdom made you understand   God in His wisdom took you by the hand   God in His wisdom made you understand      God in His wisdom took you by the hand   God in His wisdom made you understand   God in His wisdom took you by the hand   God in His wisdom made you understand   In this colony, in this colony, in this colony, in this colony