[Verse] Bordon was a military town Now the soldiers laid down Houses sprouting from the ground Change the speed of sound [Verse 2] Builders turning gears all day Old paths morph and sway New faces pave the way Whispered histories fade away [Chorus] Echoes of boots in the dirt Now hammers and nails do the work In the wind you hear a murmur Past and future in a blur [Verse 3] Memories of drills and drills Now the blueprints fill the hills Silent ranks used to stand still Now the dreams are builders' thrill [Bridge] Foundations strong as a soldier's will Walls rise where folks find thrill Every brick a story to spill From war scars to domestic quills [Chorus] Echoes of boots in the dirt Now hammers and nails do the work In the wind you hear a murmur Past and future in a blur