From prairie's edge, where whispers rise and fall

Buzzing in the roar of the unending urban sprawl

Youthful eyes reflecting with a hopeful gleam

A generation waking from American dreams

We are the echo, we are the call

The pulse grows louder, home crowd for the win

A generation burning from the fire within

With colours of conviction on a path so steep and long

Every single story is a victory song

We are the echo, we are the call

The decades have shaped us, like the river the stone

But in the shadow of the grandstand, we found our home

Though our foes may surround us, we'll press through the throng

And down through the ages, we'll sing out our song

We are the echo, we are the call