[00:29.98] We've been sown, grown here on the soil
[00:34.06] With roots that burrow deep
[00:36.86] We've been long left, but edges of the coil now
[00:41.51] Closer ever creep
[00:44.95] Elders, tellers, keepers of the bygone
[00:48.12] Treasures of the dirt
[00:51.68] Brush and string we and scribble and we sing
[00:54.42] And dig for the annals of the earth
[00:57.46] And we try try try
[01:00.78] To keep a little beauty in the world
[01:04.33] All that died died died
[01:07.50] We keep it in our hands
[01:09.30] 
[01:24.96] In their dark clouds, blackening the sun
[01:28.87] They came down to the shores
[01:32.12] Motors hard, loud
[01:34.39] Beaten, overcome
[01:35.67] No peace here anymore
[01:39.80] Bridges rigid, wicked are the pillars
[01:43.12] Push us till we fall
[01:46.81] Prophet's lies burn craving in their eyes still
[01:49.82] Casting a shadow over all
[01:52.39] And we try try try
[01:55.56] To keep a little beauty in the world
[01:59.02] All that died died died
[02:02.34] We keep it in our hands
[02:06.26] Oh we are the fading voice
[02:11.40] (We are the elders, tellers)
[02:13.52] Oh we keep it in our hands
[02:21.84] Oh
[02:22.81] We tell it to the page
[02:28.34] Oh
[02:29.92] We never let it fade
[02:33.48] And we try try try
[02:36.81] To keep a little beauty in the world
[02:40.63] All that died died died
[02:43.63] We keep it in our hands
[02:47.84] Oh we are the fading voice
[02:52.62] (We are the elders, tellers)
[02:54.84] Oh keep it in our hands
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