Do not think that I am lying, when I say I’m slowly dying; I’m
the world and I am crying, and there is no point in denying...
Gasping, acrid gas and smoke; drapes my body like a cloak;
squeezing life to slowly choke; I speak the truth, this is no joke.
No-more, the green and pleasant land; sun-scorched scar of desert
sand; it’s time for you to take a stand; my future lies within your
hands.
It burns my soul, it boils my blood; you’ll see my tears bring on
the flood; if only I were understood; you can help me, if only you
would!
My tears will fall and oceans rise; more tears are falling from the
skies; some think that these are wicked lies; believe in me, real
are my cries.
No oceans blue, dead skeleton reef; plastic hell beyond belief;
help me out, turn a new leaf; put an end to all this grief.
I’m cracking under pressure and shaking to the core; stop this
global warming – I can’t take any more; please help us to take
action, and we will win the war; you must help your world, or
your world will be no more...
