Myself.

 Out of the fallen trees we sing

Sing like we're losing everything

Lost and without a place to go

Sing for myself, it's all I know

Born to a brand new century

Sing for our sisters patiently

Born to a day that's just begun

Sing for our mothers and our sons

We sing for the voices never heard

Sing for the lessons we've still not learned

Sing for the peace we've never won

Sing for the work that's still not done

And if on our darkest days we cry

Sing 'til we put our fears aside

And if I feel myself begin to fold

Sing for myself, it's all I know

Sing for myself, it's all I know.