Lyrics

There will be more where that came
No fears, no doubts, we're dancing for the pouring rain
To grow our food, our corn, and grow our grain
We're standing on this fertile ground, this sacred land
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
We say our thanks, become the prayer
We divvy out, we ration what we think is fair
The young, the old, the old, the young, the poor, we share
We say our thanks, become the prayer
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
Becoming that prayer I swear
Becoming that prayer I swear
 
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
Haven't lost our way
Seek and find
Written by: Daniel Rodriguez, Trevor Hall
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