Fare thee well, ye tribes of olden Families of man Long before the Age of Iron Proudly you did stand
Fare thee well, ye wild Primative In your stoney ring Long before the Age of Letters Proudly you did sing
We are all together, we are one The wandering tribe of man around the Sun And though we bow to mechanical gods We are all together cowering like dogs
Fare thee well, great forest country Honoured stag and boar Fare thee well, pure crystal fountains Virgin clear no more
Sad no more the flowing wind shall Lift your tangled hair Sad the geese are winging homeward Through the poisoned air
We are all together, we are one The wandering tribe of man around the Sun And though we bow to mechanical gods We are all together cowering like We are all together, we are one The wandering tribe of man around the Sun And though we bow to mechanical gods