Called to war. Sent across.

To lands abound and far enough.

The Anzacs were never lost.

Our hearts spread with pride
And glory.

Fell were they at Gallipoli, who at beaches, landed wrongly.

The waters deep and bullets afloat they fought with might of lions and hearts of steel.

But in all they won and enemies fell, the water calmed.

They Were Called Home.

Come out of the darkness
Come out to the light
Come out into the garden
Come out, Don't Fight
Come Out to the Garden
It is our world tonight
It is Our world to share
tonight.