• The World
    Its poetry in motion
    Moving through moments
    Her delicate movements
    Take me around

    The sea puts out the sun
    We live in darkness
    Night has begun
    Until its born again

    The trees are dying again
    Withered bare and naked
    They live through the shame
    Despite it all
    Survive the fall

    It doesn't belong to you
    The lord gave it unto thee
    Divide it up and sell the pieces
    The world is not your property
    Break it and you answer to me