Dreamtime

John Kirkpatrick

Long ago, long ago all in the Dreamtime
The creatures of the earth all spoke the same tongue (x2)

And the earth was filled with the glory of their voices
The earth was filled with the glory of their song (x2)

And the language of the land was the glory of the ground
And the song of the earth was the singing all around(x2)

And the air was pure, filled with beating wings
And the song of the earth was the singing all around

And the water was clear filled with swimming things
And the song ( etc.)

And the ground was clean above and below
And the song ( etc.)

And the earth was filled with the glory of their voices
The earth was filled with the glory of their song ( x2)

And the language of the land was the glory of the ground
Was the song of the earth, was the singing all around (x2)

And the year turned round, salmon came to spawn
The birds began to nest and the babies they were born (x2)

Now on the earth the wilderness is shrinking
The number of the creatures is diminishing every day (x2)

And the people of the earth, they(we) have lost their(our) way of listening
It’s hard for them(us) to hear what the creatures have to say (x2)

But the song goes on above and below
If you open up and listen you can hear the music go…..(rep)