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