At the edge of the canyon Looking down upon the haze Which hides the future of this planet Home, our earth through all the days Which have been and will come I hear the running feet of those yet to follow
At the end of such life as I call my own I glimpse that yet to come Springing from me in the future Trees of family shall run I have carried the seed Conceived from me, all people multiply forward
When it's over they will dig me from the gorge And proclaim that I am the first Man First soldier, first speaker, first tool-user That with me civilisation began, in some order I have stumbled Is it right or am I planned?
Still I feel it Still I know that some day The world will fall to this human hand This clenched fist If that's the way it's going to be I can only say "Good luck! " You Men who follow on from me Must crawl your way out of here Or all our lives'll be Trapped in the chasm
The dying day I stand upon the edge, stare down At what's to come below In a way there's all the future in me Destiny already known Already tired in my heart I start the long walk forward Into Rift Valley To rest in Rift Valley
Still instinctively trying to save my kind I survive into the future