Wait on the breeze through red-top trees
Time, it will roam, bask where you've grown
Seven geese in fight go from a great height
Grey-winged and wide, grey-winged and wide
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
Down to the woods where I first stood
Down to the flood, where I drew blood
Seven geese in flight go from a great height
Grey-winged and wide, grey-winged and wide
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
You said everyone you know one day will surely die
But everything that dies in some way returns
