While this rock's still turning
While our star still shines
Hear the crickets calling
To the hawk in flight
Over hills and valleys
Between rock and sky
Sound a thousand colors
In the narrow light
Like the fading flowers
On a climbing vine
So few precious hours
To be you and I
Over hills and valleys
Between rock and sky
Hear the child arriving
Heaving heart's first cry
So sing joy and sorrow
In this fold of time
Like there's no tomorrow
Raise the glasses high
Over hills and valleys
Between rock and sky
To the ones that made us
And the ones for whom we'll die
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