Текст песни
You who have lived out your life and its changes
Save a place in heaven for me
I was like you once, I walked in the deep shade
But I can't see the forest or the trees
From sea blooms in ocean to cloud-misted hillside
Gaia, she makes a good rain
The forested climax was pointing toward heaven
Eons before Jesus came
But who will remember to speak of the old ones?
Who will remember when the old ones are gone?
I was like you once, I walked in the deep shade
But all the old ones are gone
The sweatshops and chain gangs that made up the old life
Have all become high-tech arcades
Armored in business and far from the source point
We say to the forest, "Spread your legs"
But who will remember to speak of the old ones?
Who will remember when the old ones are gone?
I was like you once, I walked in the deep shade
But all the old ones are gone
You who have lived out your life and its changes
Forget that place in heaven for me
I've seen too many clear-cuts and too many landslides
Laid on my hands and feet
Who will remember to speak of the old ones?
Who will remember when the old ones are gone?
I was like you once, I walked in the deep shade
But all, all the old ones are gone
All the old ones are gone
All the old ones are gone
All the old ones are gone