Margaret Atwood - The Moment lyrics

The moment when, after many years
Of hard work and a long voyage
You stand in the centre of your room
House, half-acre, square mile
Island, country
Knowing at last how you got there
And say, I own this

Is the same moment when the trees unloose
Their soft arms from around you
The birds take back their language
The cliffs fissure and collapse
The air moves back from you like a wave
And you can't breathe
No, they whisper you own nothing
You were a visitor, time after time
Climbing the hill, planting the flag
Proclaiming we never belonged to you
You never found us
It was always the other way round