Ancient Kind

Through these years and pines

As we tumble down the hallways of our minds

Dressed in black and white

I don't roll these cotton sleeves up just for style

And I'd no sooner be forgotten

Than let my worst come out ahead

Oh, and I'd no sooner be forgotten

Won't you lay my fears to rest?

Oh, you ancient kind

I bet your toes will hit the water before mine

Swinging from the vine

As your yellow dress hangs dry upon the line

Oh, and I'd no sooner be forgotten

Than let my worst come out ahead

Oh, and I'd no sooner be forgotten

Won't you lay my fears to rest?

Ancient kind, be strong

You are older in your heart than you are young

Through these fields we run

Singing songs like our tongues under the gun

Oh, and I'd no sooner be forgotten

Than let my worst come out ahead

Oh, and I'd no sooner be forgotten

Won't you lay my fears to rest?