Withering Beauty
Listen to the songs of the birds.
Behold the art made by
The clouds dancing in the sky.
Feel the caress of the wind.
Let yourself be carried
By the beauty of the untouched world.
Majestic and beautiful is the Earth
Yet her wrath towers upon our greed
That led us to take for granted
More than what we even needed.
So much has been destroyed,
Yet we are so new
Children already too old
To retrieve what we've lost
Do you remember the colours
Of the autumn leaves?
The smell of the grass in the morning rain?
How small do we feel in the shadows
Of the mountains?
How powerless we stand next to the sea...
Relentless noises to mute the bird's voices
We yell our songs
In a deafening disharmony.
Squares have replaced the beauty of chaos.
Lines have covered wavy paths.
Nature is no longer part of our life,
We're no longer part of nature.
It has become a foreigner to us.
We set a border between us and the world.
Majestic and beautiful is the Earth
Yet her wrath towers upon our greed
So much has been destroyed,
Yet we are so new
Children already too old
To retrieve what we've lost
May the beauty of chaos
Find back its place upon its throne
May the birds sing again
May their voices echo in a world devoid of us
Behold the art made by
The clouds dancing in the sky.
Feel the caress of the wind.
Let yourself be carried
By the beauty of the untouched world.
Majestic and beautiful is the Earth
Yet her wrath towers upon our greed
That led us to take for granted
More than what we even needed.
So much has been destroyed,
Yet we are so new
Children already too old
To retrieve what we've lost
Do you remember the colours
Of the autumn leaves?
The smell of the grass in the morning rain?
How small do we feel in the shadows
Of the mountains?
How powerless we stand next to the sea...
Relentless noises to mute the bird's voices
We yell our songs
In a deafening disharmony.
Squares have replaced the beauty of chaos.
Lines have covered wavy paths.
Nature is no longer part of our life,
We're no longer part of nature.
It has become a foreigner to us.
We set a border between us and the world.
Majestic and beautiful is the Earth
Yet her wrath towers upon our greed
So much has been destroyed,
Yet we are so new
Children already too old
To retrieve what we've lost
May the beauty of chaos
Find back its place upon its throne
May the birds sing again
May their voices echo in a world devoid of us
Credits
Writer(s): David Nicolas Mottier
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