(intro) Watership down Carried around There’s a story to be told for the young, for the old it might hidden in the distance with your ears to the ground whisper it loud carry the sound of the footstep so lone on a eden for a home of a grand another dangers of a greatness self become I can feel that better days becoming, becoming I can see them thru the haze (intro) (2x) Watership down carried around there’s a story to be told For the young, for the old it might hidden in the distance with your ears to the ground whisper it loud Carry the sound of the footstep so lone on a eden for a home of a grand another dangers of a greatness self become I can feel that better days becoming, becoming I can see them thru the haze (final) (2x)