I can just see you if I close my eyes
 Climbing those mountains I picture you still
 I see your smile just as I saw the sunrise
 This land is ancient it's built out of bones
 At war with each other, the mother, the father
 The sisters, the brothers, the daughters and sons
 Be kind to each other, your father, your mother

 On the horizon the eagles are flying
 And I mean no more than a cloud in the sky
 I never know if I'm laughing or crying
 The hardest word is the word goodbye
 Teach me the old ways I'm ready to learn
 Be kind to the sister, be kind to the brother
 The writer, the singer, the poet, the clown
 Be good to the man and be kind to them all
 And we are ancient built from bones
 Make time for the young and make time for the old
 Be kind to each other oh that's what I know
 Be kind to the mothers, daughters and sons

 The true and the great and the scared and the small
 Be kind to each other, be kind to them all
 Forgive our indignity and we forgive yours
 As I am the mother, you are the father
 Entwined in each other, now and forever
 The fathers of daughters, the mothers of sons
 Forever and ever and ever as one
 As we are the fathers, we are the sons
 And we are the daughters, the mothers and brothers
 Forever and ever and ever as one