I picture a futuristic square dance; dancers moving in carefully choreographed geometry, their bodies retelling the story passed down from countless generations before. This is the story of love, loss, and the pursuit of release from the pain of life’s struggle. The Caller is both life and death, instructing the Dance as the wheel turns.
Lyrics
Oh my love...
Down on my luck
Ain’t got a friend
Just need the strength
to start again
Oh my children
God be with them
Taken from me
My arms be empty
Oh my body
Feels so weary
Crossing that river
Into forever
Oh my love...
