We will dance the dance of giants,
We'll twirl, sing, promenade.
Dirt will swirl and spin while we dance,
in our footprints new valleys will be made.
Between our toes new mountains will bloom,
we'll crash the clouds into the ground.
We'll dance under, over, and beside the moon,
and the sun will be our bonfire that we'll go around.
We'll swing and chant and become drunk on the stars,
we made the earth once, after god made us. We made it ours.













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