Waterfalls which valleys wail
Wellsprings which mountains stream
The rivers which far lands cry
To seven seas, to the ocean
Thither is where they're all flowing
O' mother and father, friends of mine, foes, and lovers
To the ocean is where they're all sailing
While the two percent of earth's water
Are frozen up in glaciers
Where I, and some other strangers
Are alienately looking at the horizon