And think about the dreams of man
They toil to earn a piece of ground
To the land their hearts are bound
They raise their families and then
The ground returns to where it's been
All that's left are ghosts and trees
Whispering winds and rustling leaves
I feel it too in iron beams
They built it all to fill their dreams
Suffered cold for those they loved
Their testiment towers above
I've had my dreams and seen them pass
Built my homes and planted grass
The day will come when I'll be gone
And leave my love within these songs
Heart and soul is all that lasts
Time moves on much too fast
The things we build will see decay
We plant our love and hope it stays
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