agnes obel
we are the ones
of the free
the sons and daughters
come with us
you will see
our future
we borrow
we play
for we
know nothing will stay unchanged
anyway
moving fast
when the weight
upon our shoulders
nothing in
our world
will ever hold us
can you hear
what we say?
will you fear us?
can we call
you again?
will you need us?
unchanged anyway