I’ll sing you a song that all greenfolk know (Until, until the water falls home)
That only began fifty years ago (Until, until the water falls home)
We seek the deep lake and a wish-granting salmon (Until, until the water falls home)
So hoist up the sails and load up the cannons (Until, until the water falls home)
O! Rush on the Tide, sail thru’ the Cascade,
an adventure of ships, a ceaseless parade
I dream of roots buried in the deep loam
but we can’t well sleep til the water falls home.