Oh you sisters encircled, you children of mine You humble my heart and sharpen my mind Though we're scattered and wearied and change is upon us We are bound 'til the end, still a family I promise Though all that you love will be taken some day By the angel of death or the servants of change In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage Sing loud while you're able in grief and in praise For so many years we swam into the tide And we would not abandon, heroic and kind Shared our sweat and our shelter, our bodies and blood Godspeed and good fortune, I will miss you my love For all you hold dear will be taken some day By the angel of death or the servants of change In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage So sing loud while you're able in grief and in praise Now we meet at well of sorrow Dug down to the heart of the earth Where it's joined at its source to the spring of hope Drink deep while you can and give thanks for your thirst For all that you love will be taken some day By the angel of death or the servants of change In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage So sing loud while you're able in grief and in praise Sing loud while you're able In grief and in praise