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
till 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
come together home

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