[00:15.48]I hung out with the old folks, in the hope that I'd get wise.
[00:21.92]I was trying to bridge the gap, between the great divide.
[00:29.05]Hung on every recollection, in the theater of their eyes.
[00:36.19]Picking up on this and that, in the few that still survive.
[00:43.47]Call em up
[00:45.27]Dust em off
[00:47.54]Let em shine
[00:51.23]The ones who hold onto the ones, they had to leave behind
[00:57.81]Those that flew, those that fell,
[01:01.93]The ones that had to stay
[01:05.30]Beneath a little wooden cross
[01:08.58]Oceans away
[01:27.52]They bend like trees in winter, these shuffling old gray lions
[01:34.18]Though snow white start to gather, like the belt around Orion.
[01:41.11]Just a touch of faded lightning, of the powerful design,
[01:48.30]Of the generation gathered, for maybe the last time.
[01:55.01]Call em up
[01:57.31]Dust em off
[01:59.09]Let em shine
[02:02.48]The ones who hold onto the ones, they had to leave behind
[02:08.63]Those that flew, those that fell,
[02:12.87]The ones that had to stay
[02:16.13]Beneath a little wooden cross
[02:19.28]Oceans away
[02:25.47]Oceans away where the green grass sways and the cool wind blows across the
[02:30.72]shadow of their graves.
[02:38.94]shoulder to shoulder, back in the day, sleeping bones to rest in Earth
[02:45.90]Oceans away
[02:52.59]Oceans away
[02:59.75]Call em up
[03:01.18]Dust em off
[03:03.31]Let em shine
[03:07.05]The ones who hold onto the ones, they had to leave behind
[03:13.48]Those that flew, those that fell,
[03:17.89]The ones that had to stay
[03:21.49]Beneath a little wooden cross
[03:24.87]Oceans away