Of This World
Sing me a song that will bring back the lands that we lost
The king was wrong he can feel it
The birds will not sing now the air is too thin, nearly gone
And no one here can breathe it
The earth will not bleed all the blood that we need
Yet the fire of our greed keeps on burnin
And the last of the trees have long shed their leaves
And we don't know if they'll be returning
Are we of this world?
Or is she a slave to master?
Did she speak to us?
Were we ashamed to answer?
Sing me a song that will bring back the balance we lost
The king was wrong he can feel it
There's no food to share, now the fields all lie bare, it's all gone
And mother earth won't heal it
The earth will not bleed all the blood that we need
Yet the fire of our greed keeps on burnin
And the last of the bees left defending their queen
All the breath they had left was for serving
Are we of this world?
Or is she a slave to master?
Did she speak to us?
Were we ashamed to answer?
Are we a part?
Or are we apart from her?
Are we a part?
Of this world, this world, this world
Sing me a song that will bring back the lands that we lost
The king was wrong he can feel it
The king was wrong he can feel it
The birds will not sing now the air is too thin, nearly gone
And no one here can breathe it
The earth will not bleed all the blood that we need
Yet the fire of our greed keeps on burnin
And the last of the trees have long shed their leaves
And we don't know if they'll be returning
Are we of this world?
Or is she a slave to master?
Did she speak to us?
Were we ashamed to answer?
Sing me a song that will bring back the balance we lost
The king was wrong he can feel it
There's no food to share, now the fields all lie bare, it's all gone
And mother earth won't heal it
The earth will not bleed all the blood that we need
Yet the fire of our greed keeps on burnin
And the last of the bees left defending their queen
All the breath they had left was for serving
Are we of this world?
Or is she a slave to master?
Did she speak to us?
Were we ashamed to answer?
Are we a part?
Or are we apart from her?
Are we a part?
Of this world, this world, this world
Sing me a song that will bring back the lands that we lost
The king was wrong he can feel it
Credits
Writer(s): Buzz T. Isles, Kira Isles, Josiah Smithson, Ingo Stahl
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