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Buildings will replace the trees |
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Pollution will replace the air we breathe |
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I'm close to the mountain, 15 miles away |
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But I can't see the hills from here today |
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We can't just let it pass us by |
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And as I look into the sky |
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Something in the atmosphere |
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Is telling me won't be here for long |
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Take a picture of this place |
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Cause extinction is not so far away |
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Our skin will fry like a steak well done |
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When there's nothing between us and the sun |
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Until it's gone, until it's gone, until it's gone |
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We'll never miss it until it's gone |
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All the efforts seem to fail |
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With cars and cans of aerosol |
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I feel so guilty, then my pride will diewhen |
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I see the gray, self-created sky |
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Until we find a better way |
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We'll have to learn from all our big mistakes |
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Something in the atmosphere |
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Is telling me it won't be here for long |
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Seems like a letter that we cannot send |
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Fells like aluminum we cannot bend |
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Tastes like a mixture that we cannot blend |
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But we must change the course, |
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Of the recipe to the end |