Oh you sisters encircled, you children of mine
You humble my heart and sharpen my mind
Though it's scattered and wearied and change is upon us
We are bound 'til the end, still a family I promise
All that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you're able in grief and in praise
So many years we swam into the tide
And we would not abandon, heroic and kind
Shared our sweat and our shelter, our bodies and blood
Godspeed and good fortune, I will miss you my love
For all you hold dear will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you're able in grief and in praise
Now we meet at the well of sorrow
Dug down to the heart of the earth
To be joined at its source to the spring of hope
Drink deep while you can and give thanks in your thirst
For all that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you're able in grief and in praise
Sing loud while you're able In grief and in praise
