Here are some of the lyrics to the song I'm listening to:
Those who have died have never, never left The dead are not under the earth They are in the rustling trees, they are in the groaning woods They are in the crying grass, they are in the moaning rocks The dead are not under the earth So listen more often to things than to beings Listen more often to things than to beings 'Tis the ancestors' breath when the fire's voice is heard 'Tis the ancestors' words in the voice of the water
