What'll Become of the Children?
Radio
This is the lavish radio station WWAR3
Date line June 7th 2045
Today our suspected warrant
That due to bling bling world energy
And protein resources plus
The increasing violence of the food riots
There is now grave concern
For the future of this planet
As a life supporting ecosystem
(supporting ecosystem)
What'll become of the children?
(What'll become of us too)
What'll become of life?
(What'll become of life?)
When winter comes
Is it my imagination?
Or are things not quite how they used to be?
As the Earth gets ever older
Is it just a little colder than before?
Is it my imagination?
Or do the raindrops taste like bitter tears?
And the wind keep right on taking
From a man who's heart lays broken
On the shore
Nothing last forever
Everything must end
But have we lived it to late to be friends
What'll become of the children?
What'll become of Earth too?
Where are we going to hide?
(Where are we going to hide)
When winter comes
Is it a gross exaggeration?
Or are we running out of borrowed time?
Are there just too many people?
In a world that doesn't see the warning signs
You know that night must follow
These last few precious days
So let hope come tomorrow
That we'll find a way
What'll become of the children
What are we going to do?
Where are going to hide?
(Where are we gonna hide)
When winter comes
This is the lavish radio station WWAR3
Date line June 7th 2045
Today our suspected warrant
That due to bling bling world energy
And protein resources plus
The increasing violence of the food riots
There is now grave concern
For the future of this planet
As a life supporting ecosystem
(supporting ecosystem)
What'll become of the children?
(What'll become of us too)
What'll become of life?
(What'll become of life?)
When winter comes
Is it my imagination?
Or are things not quite how they used to be?
As the Earth gets ever older
Is it just a little colder than before?
Is it my imagination?
Or do the raindrops taste like bitter tears?
And the wind keep right on taking
From a man who's heart lays broken
On the shore
Nothing last forever
Everything must end
But have we lived it to late to be friends
What'll become of the children?
What'll become of Earth too?
Where are we going to hide?
(Where are we going to hide)
When winter comes
Is it a gross exaggeration?
Or are we running out of borrowed time?
Are there just too many people?
In a world that doesn't see the warning signs
You know that night must follow
These last few precious days
So let hope come tomorrow
That we'll find a way
What'll become of the children
What are we going to do?
Where are going to hide?
(Where are we gonna hide)
When winter comes
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Anthony Hewson
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