We have known the dead things We have seen the cold fog We have drawn an icy breath And we've dreamed about The taming of fire
Now at last have we respite A promise of rebirth We must now sow our own seeds To ensure the reclamation of our home Our mother
We've known the life fluorescent We've seen the longest days We've drawn water from the deepest wells And we've dreamed of clouds That ushered in a cool breeze
Now at last have we respite A promise of dying We must now reap all we have shown To ensure the destruction of our home Our motherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.