With the turning of the years

Men and women seek their fears

Lightning scarce, will weed them out,

Those who always tend to doubt-

When the blackbird strikes the land.

Flying creatures, big and small,

Darkness! Darkness! hear the call.

Striking feelings come to soul

As the boulder starts to roll-

When the blackbird strikes the land.

Pathways rumble from the pain,

Puddles shrink away from rain,

Legs and hands and eyes and feet

All are found where creatures meet-

When the blackbird strikes the land.

Hands on deck, go down together,

Go down strong, go down forever.

Never give the blackbird joy

Stay firm, strong, fast, stoic and coy-

When the blackbird strikes the land.

Some will come and some will die

Taunting with a battle cry

Standing strongfast, fear without

Never heed oblivion’s shout-

When the blackbird strikes the land.

Tried and true, what you must be

Standing taller than a tree

Bravery, it holds the key

To eternal victory-

When the blackbird strikes the land.