They call me a dreamer.
And they say my cause is a lost one.
They will preach anything just to convince me I'm wrong.
To convince people that we will beat Nature.
That we will overcome these limitations,
That we are more powerful than rivers,
Than we don't need any other specie.
That we are better than the sun.
They are not stopping to think, nor thinking about stopping.
When the truth is clear, and it always have been.
But most have turned into something we could hardly call men.
Seems they've forgot how to listen.
And we can't afford to ignore Nature for much longer.
We can't afford to ignore the call of mother Earth.
We need to overgrow our egos once more and embrace life.
How many failures will it take for people to realize,
We cannot escape the consequences of our actions?
If we cannot create it, we should no longer destroy it.
This is our last chance to make it.
To prove that we are not dead inside.
So come with me, lets fly till the night arrives.
Haven't you heard before the rhythm of the pure morning breeze?
Life is waiting for you to forget the city lights,
To go into the open space, were you both finally meet, and dance.
Maybe then you'll be able to feel it, and understand this:
We are all in this together, without each other we won't be able to stand.
Because there's no river without sun.
There's no trees without water.
There's no air to breath without trees,
And air is something we.still.can't.live.without.

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