From once we came,
A mighty thing!
So small to start,
From so greater a heart!
At first we earn, and yearn,
Then we learn;
There's more than this!
At first we catch a bit,
Then we think that's it!
Yet we can't take;
Lets not make that mistake,
We have to give,
To live!
For this isn't ours,
To plunder forever;
For it is the thunder,
The weather, and the sea put together!
So now you feel,
A little of the little,
Because it does not ask,
It gives!
An when we are gone,
It will still be here ever on;
Until the next lot come along,
And take this song further on.