Lyrics:

We walk this ground till the leaves turn brown
And the springtime calls us again
We wobble as the world spins around and around
It reminds us of the spaces we've been.
We see the new day bring the sun and the moon
And whisper our secrets to the dead.
Our Voices echo in triumph and doom
Only the spirits will remember what we said.
And they say nothing's gonna be the same
Everything is gonna have to change.
But we keep on pushin like a steaming train
Hoping that the fire will remain.
But I say everyone will know our name
Spoken by the people or the page.
And maybe we'll live on in the wind and the rain
To see our children do the same.