From the recording 1574
Lyrics
Soil and soul
The myth of being
Heaven and earth
In each birth
Soil and soul
The myth of matter
Flesh and blood
An awakening soul
Soil and soul
The myth of the fall
A collective call
Who do you think you are?
Cut that tall poppy down!
Cut that tall poppy down!
Who do you think you are?
Soil and soul
Soil and soul
Soil and soul
Soil and soul
