Tekst Utworu

Pack your things On your back On your back We sail in the morning For the land beyond the sun Find your fate On the tracks On the tracks File away to the flatlands For the day For the day Send your pay With the steamships in the bay Work your fingers Til they falter Yet the job Is never done Keep your soul Safe from danger down below As you wait to join your fathers In their place Cold wind blows Through your bones Through your bones Yet the river keeps the future Like a secret When she floods Stake your claim On your back On your back Pull the dirt into the hole Where you will lay Pack your things On your back On your back We sail in the morning For the land beyond the sun Find your fate On the tracks On the tracks File away to the flatlands For the day For the day Cold wind blows Through your bones Through your bones Yet the river keeps the future Like a secret When she floods Pull you up From the ash And the Earth To a child that might remember Still alive and in her blood Twenty years Asleep in a state of grace Come together till we find Find a way home Come together Rise Come together home
Writer(s): Matthew Thomas Sheehy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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