Your mother and father Walked out of the city Bound together as they were bound to be To pull a fortune from a river Drink the syrup from the tree Kith and kin When the ice gets thin We'll forage and we'll fend As you delivered we'll begin To deliver them Your father on the radio Your mother on the hill Put these words together With their bodies and their will Kith and kin When the ice gets thin We'll forage and we'll fend As you delivered we'll begin To deliver them Show your faces, hear the sound There's a new king coming ‘round You came to this world naked To be set inside their hands They will nurse and decorate you And learn you how to stand In your mother's leather jacket And your father's cotton shirt Grow up good into the light Grow down deep into the dirt Kith and kin When the ice gets thin We'll forage and we'll fend As you delivered we'll begin To deliver them Show your faces, hear the sound There's a new king coming ‘round Your mother and father Walked out of the city Bound together as they were bound to be To pull the bed from new beginnings Of drift wood and fallen leaves