Dead or alive.
Dead or alive.
I cannot believe my eyes.
Running out of reasons to forgive my people.
Dead or alive.
Dead or alive.
I cannot believe my eyes.
Running out of reasons to forgive myself.
As I stare through the glass of the 100th floor
half a mile above the ground
I see
bare trees, empty streets, there's no life at all
now this cocoon keeps us alive
The world we knew does not exist.
The violence took its toll
and now we
live in plastic packaging,
soaked in chemicals
First the temperature rose then the fires came.
Then disease it took control.
The oceans
rose till the land was a memory.
A population in trouble.
The lifeboats are our villages,
Technology our God.
And though we
pray that we may suffer this
it won’t excuse our disregard.
We've changed a lot and then some - some
You know that we have always been down - down
And if I ever didn't thank you - you
Then just let me do it now Jan