Convoy of trucks parked waiting out the snow Steep stone levees, roadside flood control Hairpin turns, wide wandering river beds I love you the way you are, the way you've always been Beaten, beaten for the light Beaten, beaten Hauling one day diamonds, the next day stone Working as if you lived in the early days of a better world Beaten, beaten for the light Beaten, beaten I am another now, and not the same I shall not pass this way again The old gods will not be replaced We pass into a shadow age