Lyrics

Somebody walked on a virgin (land) Someone else saw their tracks and followed them, leaving a path It seemed as though I were looking down the hill when I first saw it But, as I waled on, I realized I was going up Somebody whistled behind and turning round, they seemed far below Then I came to where there had been a fire and was shaded From the sun by the trees Figure of eight. It's our year, it always was Credentials: Made of earth Drinks water Breathes air Makes fire