Farewell
to these ones that I knew
For their faces I'll no longer view
Farewell and adieu once again
To these giants that stood on the plain.
Chorus:
For their lives they
were ended too early
Their four score of years
too soon
They'd have stood half
a century more
But they were left to
disuse and to ruin.
They
arose from the ground young and tall
I remember though I was quite small
In the land of the ice, wind and rain
In the land of the ripe golden grain.
Chorus:
And their lives.....
They
were more than just buildings of wood
They saw changes in times as they stood
And to those in their shadows it seems
They held life, they held hope, they held
dreams
Chorus:
And their lives.....
Well
the first two were taken quite slow
Disassembled, reused, so it goes
But the last three were senselessly turned
They were murdered, then gathered and burned
Chorus:
But their lives...
So
farewell to these ones that I knew
For their faces I'll no longer view
Farewell to these ones once again
To these giants that stood on the plain
Chorus:
For their lives.....
