LYRIC

Every age has it's turn
Every branch of the tree has to learn
Learn to crawl
Find it's way
Make the best of this short good stay

Take the seed
Take this pain
Take this dream of a better day

Take your time
Build a home
Build a place where we all can belong

Something’s changed
Something ain't
Some will pass, some know this part

What to focus on
To improve upon
In the face of ancient tribes

Feel so clear
Feel so obvious
To each one on the room

We’re getting together
Keeping what time
And what we have shown

We don’t choose
Where we’re upon
We don’t choose
In what park or farm

But we can learn to know
Ourselves on this crowded world

Take this mind
Take this pain
Take this dream of a better land

Take your time
Build a home
Build a place where we all can belong

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