Walking through the trees, I see faces in the leaves Of the prior generations that make up my family I can feel the love from the eyebrows from above Wonder if they can hear my question, if my voice is loud enough They're in my blood and in my bones My life is made of stars and stones I didn't get this far on my own They're in my blood and in my bones Underneath the stars she is munching candy bars Leaving crumbles and sticky traces on the leaves of grandmothers Shouting about love to the rustling above Wondering if they hear her questions, if her voice is loud enough They're in my blood and in my bones My life is made of stars and stones I didn't get this far on my own They're in my blood and in my bones And yours, and yours And yours, and yours