Union Hall

oooh
ooooh
ooooh
ooooh
When I go back to Union Hall
Yes, I’ll go back for sun
No water here in these open lands
No water here will work
And I’ll return those times I’ve left
Yes I’ll return to work
Try my hand at climbing
Those hills all in reverse
Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh
When you and I have come to pass
With all the things we’ve earned
Because of us the land will break
And the land will learn
And I go back to Union Hall
There is no other place
That looks so odd in sunlight
So awful in the shade
When I go back to Union Hall
Yes I’ll go back for Sun
No water in these open lands
No water left for us
When I go back to Union Hall
When I go back for sun
No other words can fit this time
No others words will work.