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Nature, nurture, heaven and home

Sum of all and by them driven

To conquer every mountain shown

But I've never crossed the river



Brave the forest, brave the stone

Brave the icy winds and fire

Braved and beat them on my own

Yet I'm helpless by the river



Angel, angel what have I done

I face the quakes, the wind, the fire

I've conquered country, crown, and throne

Why can't I cross this river?



Angel, angel what have I done

I face the quakes, the wind, the fire

I've conquered country, crown, and throne

Why can't I cross this river?



Pay no mind to the battles you've won

It'll take a lot more than rage and muscle

Open your heart and hands my son

Or you'll never make it over the river



It'll take a lot more than words and guns

A whole lot more than riches and muscle

The hands of many must join as one

And together we'll cross the river



It'll take a lot more than words and guns

A whole lot more than riches and muscle

The hands of many must join as one

Open your heart and hands my son

Or you'll never make it over the river



(Nature, nurture, heaven and home)

It'll take a lot more than words and guns

(Sum of all and by them driven)

A whole lot more than riches and muscle

(To conquer every mountain shown)

The hands of many must join as one

And together we'll cross the river



(Brave the forest, brave the stone)

It'll take a lot more than words and guns

(Brave the icy winds and fire)

A whole lot more than riches and muscle

(Braved and beat them on my own)

The hands of many must join as one

And together we'll cross the river

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Water was running; children were running

You were running out of time

Under the mountain, a golden fountain

Were you praying at the Lares shrine?

But oh your city lies in dust, my friend



We found you hiding we found you lying

Choking on the dirt and sand

Your former glories and all the stories

Dragged and washed with eager hands



But oh your city lies in dust, my friend

Hot and burning in your nostrils

Pouring down your gaping mouth

Your molten bodies blanket of cinders

Caught in the throes



And your city lies in dust