The Roots of Our Past

The Roots of Our Past

The Hungry Pyknic

LYRICS

Living times
Lifetime's gone,
Crisp at dawn
Mellowed by the sun.

Golden horizon, all at stake,
People arrive at the fray.

No one knows the roots of our past.
No one shows, we've given our best.

Times have come…

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