I slept beneath the ash trees,
Had visions in my dreams.
And I tried on a wolf suit,
And you tried on blue jeans.
And I sang you the melody
You said of every living thing,
With the first in all creation,
To live on the ground and sing.
We come from the lowland,
we come from the lowland,
We come from the lowland,
we come from the lowland,
We come from the lowland,
we come from the lowland,
We come from the lowland,
we come from the lowland,
and dream of high ground.