Every Age - José González

Every age has its turn

Every branch of the tree has to learn

Learn to grow, find its way

Make the best of this short-lived stay

Take this seed, take this spade

Take this dream of a better day

Take your time, build a home

Build a place where we all can belong

Some things change, some remain

Some will pass us unnoticed by

What to focus on, to improve upon

In the face of our ancient drives

Feels so clear, feels so obvious

To each one on their own

But we are here together

Reaping what time and what we have sown

We don’t choose where we’re born

We don’t choose in what pocket or form

But we can learn to know

Ourselves on this globe in the void

Take this mind, take this pen

Take this dream of a better land

Take your time, build a home

Build a place where we all can belong