When We Go, How We Go, Pt. II

When we go, how we go Where we come from, we don't know Still the sun shines down below When we go, how we go Rust inside our very marrow Cross the fields and lines, hello When we go, how we go Inch by inch and row on row Caught our lives and I'm bestowed When we go, how we go Though our trails are marked by sorrow We still smile and say hello