We live in a land of silent values
Where love is hardly spoken
And ways are seldom told
Yet we become each other
In an earthly firmament

Yes, we become our forebears
re-dressed for modern day
We sanctify the olden ways
And place our shoulders to the stone

We glory in our legacy
And stride with heads held forward
We focus on survival
We witness, cry, and continue to climb

Silences are rarely broken
by this soul that keeps us strong
But still the secrets of the deepest heart
Pass on from one to one

Our children therefore know us
They see the lives we lead
And we, ergo protect the flame
in armor that is golden
We walk the path that we call faith
With conscience as our lonely guide

We live in the land of silent values
Where love is barely spoken
And ways are seldom told
But the bond that is not broken
is the spirit that keeps us whole.