LYRIC

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

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