
The only thing I’ve ever known
Is that you are part of this world
So, you can say
You’re weary,
You’ re tired,
You can say there’s
No future
But death.
But what about trees?
Tell me the truth
About the forest,
About the seas.
Don’t thing
The earth
Doesn’t look after
your soul,
Don’t say
You don’t believe
anything
But God.
There’s nothing
In your heart,
Only blood,
So stop beeing faithful,
Stop believing
Without reason.
Beyond what you see now,
There’s an empty and deepty hole,
Make up your mind,
You can change the world.
Yeah, take care
Of the world’s
Wound.
Economics and religion
Don’t have any idea
About nature’s worth.
Come back to your home,
Take the broom,
‘cos we’re going
To clean the waves
Of the ocean blue
and the floor
of the Earth.

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