As the river forms the canyon walls with its weight

Same way the glacier scrapes shaving a new mountain face

As the changing seas swell over their northern jetties

Pacific clouds increase and a cold wind is pulled from the east

Moving on

While the branches leave their shadows shade ancestors beneath

Same way the sun burns up, someday it's all dug up

Cause here even your plateau is so much higher than the valley lying below

And if forward you row your boat your wave ashore will show

Moving on.