"We control the world, we use the endless
sky above and sometimes we believe.
Some say we make history though the air
we breathe is still the same today"

And when the land begins to call,
the sprites they dance,
the leaves they fall,
the change's begun and what remains,
not even thoughts - not even names.

We can remember, can forget,
we can achieve the highest aims
but we won't change the rules we're
depending on. Now the freak of nature's
holding up the mirror to the haughty
thoughts. Our brains are filled up.
Don't you feel the earth is trembling
to heal the wounds we injured to her heart?
The things are easy as they are.

And when the land begins to call,
the sprites they dance,
the leaves they fall,
the change's begun and what remains,
not even thoughts - not even names.

And when the time begins to fade,
the side-scene changes because
it's late. We cannot keep
- we drop the ball.
For now the land begins to call,
call eah!

And when the land begins to call,
the sprites they dance,
the leaves they fall,
the change's begun and what remains,
not even thoughts - not even names.

And when the time begins to fade,
the side-scene changes because
it's late. We cannot keep
- we drop the ball.
For now the land begins to call,
call, call!
It's late, late, call!