Time to look and see In colours of time we know who we are

Breathing the air that is sweet Time to think of her Here's to the lady, her eyes never sleep

With every weather that ends

Breaking the towers and tables of land She's holding the sky to defend All of us.

Sometimes, sometimes,

Sometimes She cries.

Time for love of her Taken for granted we know that you are

Alone with the cold of the stone Painting your pictures on great western skies

The world on its knees below For all of us.. All of us.

Sometimes……

In the golden fields the rain As the summer feels a change

On the mountain dressed in gold

The wind blows through her hair