Текст песни Progress - Colin Buchanan

I've seen the struggle of the daring ones
Seen the work wrought with calloused hands
Seen a world that clung so desperately
In days that now have passed

I've seen the rusting iron once so proud
Seen the fields they cleared tree by tree
Seen the remnants of their industry
In days that now have passed

All that's gone before us seems so easily forgotten
The sweat that dripped on dusty soil's
Remembered by so few
But women, men and children died
To open up the countryside
It seems as if their memory is fading from our view

They saw their houses built stone by stone
They saw their families watch hungrily
They saw the rains come and thanked the Lord
In days that now have passed

They saw the tracks they came by turn to roads
They saw the traders come and watched towns grow
They saw the railway open up the land
In days that now have passed

All that's gone before us seems so easily forgotten
The sweat that dripped on dusty soil's
Remembered by so few
But women, men and children died
To open up the countryside
It seems as if their memory is fading from our view

I see the semis on the asphalt road
I see the comfort of the passing cars
I see them speeding past the outskirts of
The days that now have passed

I see the local people watch the change
I see their lives reflect what's gone before
I see them as perhaps the final link
To the days that now have passed

All that's gone before us seems so easily forgotten
The sweat that dripped on dusty soil's
Remembered by so few
But women, men and children died
To open up the countryside
It seems as if their memory is fading from our view