From the recording A Setting Sun

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Lyrics

There's a wagon moves
Back from the days
From the black, white, and crude
The arrow and the blade

If I once was a dove
I meant to fly away
But I'll bite my tongue
And take it to the grave

Have we come so far
I don't know
Have we come so far
I don't know
Have we come so far
I don't know
Have we come so far
I don't know

It's the workers in the field
That put us all to shame
In the silence of the woods
As if you never came

If I once was a dove
I meant to fly away
But I'll bite my tongue
And take it to the grave

Have we come so far
I don't know
Have we come so far
I don't know
Have we come so far
I don't know
Have we come so far
I don't know