Keepers

Intro: Verse We’ve been sown, grown here on the soil With roots that burrow deep We’ve been long left, but edges of the coil now Closer ever creep Elders, tellers, keepers of the bygone Treasures of the dirt Brush and string we and scribble and we sing And dig for the annals of the earth And we try, try, try To keep a little beauty in the world All that died, died, died We keep it in our hands Instrumental Verse In their dark clouds, blackening the sun They came down to the shores Motors hard, loud, beaten, overcome No peace here anymore Bridges rigid, wicked are the pillars Push us till we fall (until we fall) Prophet’s lies burn craving in their eyes still Casting a shadow over all And we try, try, try To keep a little beauty in the world All that died, died, died We keep it in our hands Oo-oo-ooh we are the fading voice (we are the elders, tellers) Oo-oo-ooh we keep it in our hands Interlude Ooh, we tell it to the page Ooh, we never let it fade And we try, try, try To keep a little beauty in the world All that died, died, died We keep it in our hands Oo-oo-ooh we are the fading voice (we are the elders, tellers) Oo-oo-ooh we keep it in our hands Outro