• The earth is crying
    For she is dying
    Pollution is killing
    All that is living

    What happened to the world
    It's such a mess
    Heat turned bad
    What a pest

    Trees are burned
    Trees are cut
    Everyone's backs turned
    Their mouths stayed shut

    I miss the old days
    Morning dew and evening phase
    And the fresh afternoon taste
    all went to waste

    When will it all go back?
    What lies beyond the earth's path?
    If it's crumbled in a small sack
    Do you know what it lacks?

    Clean up the streets
    Same goes for the creeks
    Plant new trees
    To bring back the evening breeze