Let us sing of the rivers that run to the sea   Of the things that have been of the things that must be   Let us glide with the tide and climb every tree   And survey all the things that the hawks only see      Let us run to the ramparts and stand on the ledge   Gazing up at the sky peering down from the edge   Let us run with the sun and float with the clouds   And strengthen ourselves getting lost in the crowds      Let us flow with the rivers   That run to the sea   And build on what’s been   And become what must be   Let us reel with the feeling   Embrace every breast   And look upon life   As a glorious test      Let us sing of the rivers that run to the sea   Of the things that have been of the things that must be   Let us glide with the tide and climb every tree   And survey all the things that the hawks only see      Let us run to the ramparts and stand on the ledge   Gazing up at the sky peering down from the edge   Let us run with the sun and float with the clouds   And strengthen ourselves getting lost in the crowds      Let us flow with the rivers   That run to the sea   And build on what’s been   And become what must be   Let us reel with the feeling   Embrace every breast   And look upon life   As a glorious test