Right here and now
We make the world
We carve the hills and fill the oceans
With dirt in our nails
We breathe into clay
But all this crude stuff
It won't become us, it won't become us
It's the love
It's the love that will
The gold in the river
Must not be taken
Your towers will fall around you
Fire out of plunder
Wealth out of balance
Your miracle clockmakers will not save you
It's the love
It's the love that will
It's the love
It's the love that will save you