Shake off the dust
You weary land
Shake off the old for the new
No longer trust
Those fears of man
When the sky is so gentle and blue
Shake off the world
Its old refrain
Break off the things of the past
What had unfurled
In dust, and chain
Is over and done with at last
Shake off the old
Arise and come!
Oh come to the water with me!
For rivers of gold
Await the ones
Who shake off the dust, and are free
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