When we arrive, sons and daughters We We We These currents pull us Steady your boats, arms to shoulder Making this cold harbor now home Take up your
When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our lives with cinnamon now These currents
Vertaling: Die Decemberists. Seuns en dogters.
: When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our lives with cinnamon now These currents