Britain became an island as the north sea rose cutting us off from Europe in hunter gatherer times. People stayed, survived and adapted. Can we do it again as the world changes and climates bring more challenges?

Lyrics

Out as far as I can see, horizons stretch in front of me, over hills, down to the sea.

Looking out across the miles, land shaped in many styles, let’s make camp and breathe awhile.

Follow the herds as seasons change, down the valleys, across the plains, over the snow-capped mountain range.

We have all we need to be free. Land shapes our lives, waters rise yet we survive.

Moving onto fresher grounds, forward where the food abounds, the telling call of game resounds.

One day the land began to shake, a gentle stream became a lake, the water rose in a vast earthquake.

No way back across the sea, this is now our place to be, forests full of ancient trees.

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