As I walk on down the streets of the city through the garbage and waste.
Passing people with faces of stone some are pretty as they stare at their phone.
Can u feel the ground beneath ur feet is trembling like the breaking of bones, can u hear the wailing in the wind crying leave the water alone.
As we stand on the rock on the ground of the prople who were here long ago.
With a vision of love for the land and the children we have yet to see grow.
Can u feel the ground beneath ur feet is trembling through ur heart of stone.
Can u hear the wailing in the wind crying leave the water alone.
Here an now take a moment of time for a vision of the earth as ur home.
In a land of plenty there are some who are empty who can never have enough.
Will u sellout generations to come for the silver and a king on his throne.
Can u hear the wailing in the wind crying leave the water alone.
Hey yeayea yeah hey yeayea yeah
Hey yeayea yeah leave the water alone.

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