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Lyrics :

The Ancients once told me
We were made of golden bones
Standing on the edge of the highest cliff
Looking down, into the deepest sea

May I sit on my father's grave
A moonly shaped smile across my face
In the eyes of what lays beyond
I'm the last leave standing on a fallen tree

Old as the rain
Are the sounds
Falling down
We hear the call
Of our fathers

From the desert they were born
Rose from sand with colomns of stone
How unworthy could they be
With skyes of stars running through their blood

Proud, I sit on my father's grave
A moonly shaped smile across my face
In the eyes of what lays beyond
I am the only child of the All Mighty

May I always hear your voice
Sweet whisper in the darkest night
Father please, please hold my hand
And fearless I would walk this land

Old as the rain
Are the sounds
Falling down
We hear the call
Of our fathers

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