[male
vocals] (
Soft,
sustained
synth
pad) (
Breath-like
silence)
Yeah.
We
remember.
We
are
still
here.
The
wind
blows
cold
across
the
open
land
I
see
the
shadow
of
the
man
who
held
our
hand
Father
left
us,
but
the
light
is
burning
bright
In
the
quiet
echoes
of
the
deepest
night
Calvina
stands
tall
with
the
strength
he
gave
We
walk
this
path
and
we
try
to
be
brave
Dorice
and
Hilder,
keep
your
heads
up
high
We
are
the
stars
in
the
evening
sky.
Do
not
forget
where
the
road
began
Carry
the
heart
of
the
chosen
man
We
are
five,
we
are
bound,
we
are
strong
In
the
memory
of
where
we
belong
Momma
Getrude,
you
are
the
root
and
the
vine
We
hold
you
close,
everything
will
be
fine
Yes,
we
remember
where
we
came
from.
Easter,
my
brother,
keep
your
spirit
steady
When
the
storm
comes,
we
are
always
ready
We
walk
in
the
dust
where
he
walked
before
We
carry
the
keys
to
the
locked
room
door
Calvina,
remember
the
lessons
he
told
More
than
silver,
more
than
the
gold
Dorice
and
Hilder,
keep
the
flame
inside
With
nothing
to
fear
and
nothing
to
hide.
Do
not
forget
where
the
road
began
Carry
the
heart
of
the
chosen
man
We
are
five,
we
are
bound,
we
are
strong
In
the
memory
of
where
we
belong
Momma
Getrude,
you
are
the
root
and
the
vine
We
hold
you
close,
everything
will
be
fine
Yes,
we
remember
where
we
came
from.
Time
moves
slow,
but
we
don't
fade
away
We
honor
the
dawn
of
a
brand
new
day
From
the
village
soil
to
the
city
light
We
keep
our
bond
through
the
darkest
fight
Father,
we
hear
you
in
the
morning
breeze
We
are
the
shelter,
we
are
the
trees.
So
look
at
us
now,
we
are
grown
and
we're
free
A
legacy
built
for
the
world
to
see
Five
of
us
standing,
with
Mom
by
our
side
In
this
house
of
love,
there
is
nowhere
to
hide
Easter,
Calvina,
Dorice,
and
Hilder
too
We
walk
this
journey,
we
pull
it
through
For
Father's
sake,
we
will
never
depart
We
keep
the
connection
alive
in
our
heart.
Do
not
forget
where
the
road
began
Carry
the
heart
of
the
chosen
man
We
are
five,
we
are
bound,
we
are
strong
In
the
memory
of
where
we
belong
Momma
Getrude,
you
are
the
root
and
the
vine
We
hold
you
close,
everything
will
be
fine
Yes,
we
remember
where
we
came
from.
We
remember.
Calvina,
Dorice,
Hilder,
Easter.
And
you,
Momma
Getrude.
We
are
home. (
Fade
out
with
soft
pads)