Union Hall

When I go back to Union Hall

Yes, I'll go back for sun

No water here in these open lands

No water here will work

And I'll return those times I've left

Yes I'll return to work

Try my hand at climbing

Those hills all in reverse

When you and I have come to pass

With all the things we've earned

Because of us the land will break

And the land will learn

And I go back to Union Hall

There is no other place

That looks so odd in sunlight

So awful in the shade

When I go back to Union Hall

Yes I'll go back for Sun

No water in these open lands

No water left for us

When I go back to Union Hall

When I go back for sun

No other words can fit this time

No others words will work