Lyrics:

A wind is rising outside
The house is a trembling
The leaves are shivering
Out in the fields where we walk
The roots that support us
Have built a fortress

Well we grow in the breeze
Like the family tree
Whose seeds were planted here
Well, they rise at all in my memory
They do

Who were they, where are they now
Just faces and photographs
Letters and lithographs
Drunkards and barbers they were
Preachers and soldiers
Upon their shoulders

Well, we grow in the breeze
With the family tree
Whose seeds were planted here
Well, they rise at all in my memory
They do
Their houses are crumbling
The wells dried up long ago
Water stops flowing
But this tree will always grow

A wind is rising outside
The branches are swaying
Children are playing

Between the earth and the sky
Between whithered pages
They lived through the ages

Well, we grow in the breeze
With the family tree
Whose seeds were planted here
Well, they rise at all in my memory
They do
Their houses are crumbling
The wells dried up long ago
Water stops flowing
But this tree will always grow

They grow with the family