

(hey, hey)
We gather where the dirt is cold
Underneath the ancient canopy of old (ooh-ooh)
Can you feel the ground begin to shake?
(shake, shake) Every promise that we couldn't break (go!)
Dust rises from the dancing crowd
The fire burns, the night is loud (hahaha)
Can you feel the ground begin to shake?
Every promise that we couldn't break
(hey, hey, go!) (ooh-ooh)