There will be a time when time will go
Through darkness of years and dying
Like footsteps lost into winter's snow
And rain from the cloudy sky crying
No day will rise to a new born bloom
Or a blue sky fore a darkish evening
For life on earth shall all be doom
Without hope or nightingales singing
Eternally on the darkness will come
With dust of the earth and killing
Be there for years hundredth more some
Never to leave it's death empty filling
Listen to the wind no ears will hear
Only the empty gardens and space
Life’s then lost and dried every tear
Only the silence and desolation days
Give us hope to live here for years
Turn to every hope that you make
We need resources and peace that cares
Into your future be more awake
Every hour is important from now on
We get closer to our own destruction
Before you know earth's beauty is gone
Never return to a safe course reduction
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