Cauldron of changes
Feather on a bone
Arch of eternity
Ring around a stone
We are the old people
We are the new people
We are the same people
Wiser than before
Cauldron of changes
Feather on a bone
Arch of eternity
Ring around a stone
We are the old people
We are the new people
We are the same people
Wiser than before
It’s the blood of the ancients
That runs through our veins
And the forms pass
But the circle of life remains