Once there was the sea now there is sand And no way now to wash these aching limbs We have been brothers to this land All of our boats have long been burned Lord take this weight out of my bones Your seventh sin may still yet be unlearned Though I may burn out in the sand Still I will learn to love this land But if the world is truly turned Surely then our hearts will burn again And the sand will turn to soil And the blood run in our veins again And burn again Once there was the sea now there is sand And no way now to wash these aching limbs Still you will take me by the hand Yet I will learn to love this land But if the world is truly turned Surely then our hearts will burn again And the sand will turn to soil And the blood run in our veins again And burn again