Music: Rameses Booth
We were hunters and foragers
The frontier was everywhere
We were bounded only by the earth
And the ocean and the sky
The open road still softly calls
Despite our limitations and fallibilities
We humans are capable of greatness
How far will our nomadic species have wandered
By the end of the next century?
They will marvel at how vulnerable our potential once was
How humble our beginnings
How many rivers we had to cross
Before we found our way?