[00:31.56]Keepers[00:31.98]We’ve been sown, grown here on the soil[00:33.72]With roots that burrow deep[00:36.69]We’ve been long left, but edges of the coil now[00:40.95]Closer ever creep[00:44.73]Elders, tellers, keepers of the bygone[00:47.79]Treasures of the dirt[00:51.24]Brush and string we and scribble and we sing[00:54.69]And dig for the annals of the earth[00:59.73]And we try try try[01:00.57]To keep a little beauty in the world[01:04.44]All that died died died[01:07.53]We keep it in our hands[01:08.64]In their dark clouds, blackening the sun[01:28.59]They came down to the shores[01:30.51]Motors hard, loud[01:30.90]Beaten, overcome[01:35.37]No peace here anymore[01:39.30]Bridges rigid, wicked are the pillars[01:42.66]Push us till we fall[01:44.22]Prophet’s lies burn craving in their eyes still[01:49.50]Casting a shadow over all[01:55.02]And we try try try[01:55.44]To keep a little beauty in the world[02:00.99]All that died died died[02:02.40]We keep it in our hands[02:03.72]Oh we are the fading voice[02:11.88](We are the elders, tellers)[02:16.44]Oh we keep it in our hands[02:23.37]Oh[02:23.40]We tell it to the page[02:29.67]Oh[02:29.70]We never let it fade[02:36.21]And we try try try[02:36.63]To keep a little beauty in the world[02:39.30]All that died died died[02:43.32]We keep it in our hands[02:45.81]Oh we are the fading voice[02:52.11](We are the elders, tellers)[02:57.30]Oh keep it in our hands