Change crashes down around my family of the mountains
Newer ways [bad word]  people talk about things they could never know
And as the old ones look around at what’s been left  for them
They see the land they gently touched
It’s tethered now to the rich man misery
  [bad word] Let them be
You see [bad word] scared
Let them be
Now you’ve taken what they shared
Their lives have been broken enough and cannot be repaired
 
Prosperity [bad word] but not for my family of the mountains
The quiet and gentle ones, they had no ambition fired by greed
And as the old ones look around at what’s been left  for them
They see the land they gently touched
It’s tethered now to the rich man misery [bad word]  
Time passes on and so does my family of the mountains
The older ways have gone, people search for a past that was always there
And as the old ones look around at what’s been left  for them
They see the land they gently touched
It’s tethered now to the rich man misery [bad word]