(Music by Tom Levin and John Elliott, Lyrics by Tom Levin)
I admit to worry yet I’m worried I don’t worry
Enough to make a sacrifice
Mindfully mindless, unminding the finding
With an ego full of daily denials
My daughter as I hold her, my son’s on my shoulders
I tell them we will all be fine
I let them down easy, hope for now that they believe me
Try to buy myself some time
I don’t know where to go from here
Running down broken line
Yeah I know it’s not enough to just care
The Seven generations in me
Left me with the will to see
There is wonder in what could be done, done, done
For the seven generations to come
I’m passive then political, casual then critical
I’m busy with my busy, busy day
Insanity, phenomenon, entertained, I feed upon
The feeds that have nothing to say
I need to know where to go from here
Gone is the shame of a lie
Yeah I know it’s not enough to just care, but I care
The Seven generations in me
Left me with the will to see
There is wonder in what could be done
For the seven generations to come
Mountains and rivers, how long will they forgive us
Bruised by the egos of men
We carry the wisdom to alter the system
It’s the fortune of our children we spend
God is weak, the earth is strong
We’re fools to believe there’s no end
The Seven generations in me
Left me with the will to see
There is hope in what can be done
For the seven generations to come
The Seven generations in me
Left me with the will to see
There is wonder in what can be done, done, done
My children as I hold them, remember what I told them
I told them we will all be fine
