Of This Land

How gentle was the breeze

That surrounded the way

How loud the sea's roar

On the four winds everyday

Sharing love,

Wounded gifts from ancient long ago

Together they closed in the circles we know

Will we treasure all the secrets

With lives changing scenes

Where our hearts were warm with love

So much love

Will the flowers grow again

As I open out my hand

Precious time

Time for healing

The beauty of this land

The beauty of this land

How soulful those words

That confuses the way

How wild the mountains stare

As they guard our everyday

Take for granted noble hearts

In the Golden Age that's flown

Between us recall on

A strong road we've known

Will we treasure all the secrets

With lives changing scenes

Where our hearts were warm with love

So much love

Will the flowers grow again

As I open out my hand

Precious time

Time for healing

The beauty of this land.