a land of unknown seasons
ancient, silent and grand
now marked by progress
paths of bitumen all neat
melt in the noonday sun
harvest gathered
in silos and trucks
lines of dormant water
contrast neat cut lines
while her heart glows
ancient, silent and grand
now marked by progress
paths of bitumen all neat
melt in the noonday sun
harvest gathered
in silos and trucks
lines of dormant water
contrast neat cut lines
while her heart glows