Stones & Sand

A globe once covered

With a colorful surface

Populated by incredible species

Is bursting into flames

Is going up in smoke

Is bursting into flames

Is going up in smoke

Shimmering concrete monstrosities

Piles of stone and sand

Gleaming trash

Built by the sore hands

In feigned hope

The tiny tools

Could lift that ball

You're ripping us off

'Cause one man's dinner

Is still another man's death

Shimmering concrete monstrosities

Piles of stone and sand

Gleaming trash

Built by the sore hands

We are inhaling the ashes

Of what we have sowed

To lead the black dust

From our lungs

Back to the sphere

This worlds condition

Is our biggest fault

We are inhaling the ashes

Of what we have sowed

To lead the black dust

From our lungs

Back to the sphere

Is bursting into flames

Is going up in smoke

We are inhaling the ashes

Of what we have sowed

Shimmering concrete monstrosities

Piles of stone and sand

Gleaming trash

Built by the sore hands