There were things floating in Keelung harbour
that shouldn't have been there

The soil was soaked in red
marking the arrival of that spring

For years and years
rain came and washed away what remained

Children came into this land
kicking and screaming

Scream, little ones
many came before have lost their voice

Many will be fighting
for your right to scream

As you set your foot on this soil
that once carried the dreams

Of silent old men
telling stories with the look in their eyes