Every Age

Every age has its turn Every branch of the tree has to learn Learn to grow, find its way, Make the best of this short-lived stay Take this seed, take this spade Take this dream of a better day Take your time, build a home Build a place where we all can belong Some things change, some remain Some will pass us unnoticed by What to focus on, to improve upon In the face of our ancient tribes Feels so clear, feels so obvious To each one on their own But we are here, together Reaping what time and what we have sown We don't choose where we're born We don't choose in what pocket or form But we can learn to know Ourselves on this globe in the void Take this mind, take this pen Take this dream of a better land Take your time, build a home Build a place where we all... can belong --- Every Age - José González