They went down to the river
Found the riverbed dry
Eden in the valley
Where the hummingbird cried
They went down to the shoreline
In white rags and veils
cnd drew out in the sand
c Lament for the trail

Who will be damned
Which of them will be saved
One line for the weak
One time for the brave
Who will be judged
They do whatever they must
cll that remains is a
Cold fistful of dust

They went down to the valley
Where the valley once laid
With reeds under the branches
Where the nightingales played
They bowed down to the North Star
cs the last note was sung
With the sins of the fathers
Their whole world was down

Who will be damned
Which of them will be saved
One line for the weak
One time for the brave
Who will be judged
They do whatever they must
cll that remains is a
Cold fistful of dust

Who will be damned
Who will be saved
Who will be damned
Who will be saved
Who will be damned
Who will be saved
Who will be damned
Who will be saved

Who will be damned
Which of them will be saved
One line for the weak
One time for the brave
Who will be judged
They do whatever they must
cll that remains is a
Cold fistful of dust