All you peasants in the field
Put down your tools of steel and raise your eyes
All you peasants in the field
Put down your tools of steel and raise your eyes
In the wild grasses
As he walks up to the masses
He ain't high
Will you stop, look, listen
Or will you turn away and walk right by
An alarm will sound in Zion
Making heard a silent moan
An alarm will sound in Zion
Making heard a silent moan
Releasing the arrows from their bows
Piercing these hearts of stone
Joy will flood the valleys
And the earth will rise in song
And upon our tongue is a melody
Return of forgotten ones
When the minds touch the hearts
The waters will flow downstream
When the minds touch the hearts
The waters will flow downstream
Giving sight to those who can't see
Through open channels and a spirit of awakening
Joy will flood the valleys
And the earth will rise in song
And upon our tongue is a melody
Return of forgotten ones
