This song is an ode to the wild lands left out there. Lands that have seen different groups of humans live with and embrace it, or fight over and try to conquer it... only to leave it alone again over the course of time, for us to find it silent and unchanged.

Lyrics

All day long on these waters,
Seeing what so many have seen,
Was it fur, money, logs oh the lumber?
Or a sacred place of plenty?

Unnamed, unchanged, untamed
This land, long remained
Renamed, reclaimed, Champlain-ed
Yet it stands, today

All year long on these waters,
Seeing what so many have seen,
Springtime bugs, summer’s thunder,
A winter so quiet so empty

Unnamed, unchanged, untamed
This land, long remained
Renamed, reclaimed, Champlain-ed
Yet it stands, today

New eyes on her vast expanse,
All but taken from other hands,
Then left behind,
Forgotten by time,
Untamed she stands,

A lifetime spent on these waters,
Seeing what cannot be unseen,
Rusted reminds the rotting shanties,
A nation many years asleep,

Unnamed, unchanged, untamed
This land, long remained
Renamed, reclaimed, Champlain-ed
Yet it stands, today