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

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