From the recording This Land
Lyrics
They came from nowhere and from far away
They forged a future with their hands
They built the factories and they worked the fields
They left their mark upon this land
What are the chances we could do it all again
Where did our brave new world go
And what are the reasons that we carry on this way
Maybe in a thousand years we’ll know
They crossed the mountains and the crossed the plains
They brought the gold rush and the trains
They farmed the valleys, planted crops and grains
And we lost the bison on the range
What are the chances we could do it all again
After two hundred years or so
And what are the reasons that we let it slip away
Maybe in a thousand years we’ll know
Freedom comes with such a high price to be paid
And there’s so much that we’ve lost along the way
What are the chances we could do it all again
Where is the love we used to know
And what are the reasons that we led ourselves astray
Maybe in a thousand years we’ll know
Maybe in a thousand years we’ll know
Maybe in a thousand years we’ll know