| Buildings will replace the trees
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| Pollution will replace the air we breathe
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| I’m close to the mountain, just miles away
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| But I can’t see the hills from here today
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| We can’t just let it pass us by
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| And as I look into the sky
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| Something in the atmosphere is telling me it won’t be here for long
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| Take a picture of this place cos extinction is not so far away
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| Our skin will fry like a steak well done
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| When there’s nothing between us and the sun
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| We can’t just let it pass us by
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| And as I look into the sky
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| Something in the atmosphere is telling me it won’t be here for long
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| Until it’s gone — Until it’s gone
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| Until it’s gone — We’ll never miss it until it’s gone, gone, gone
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| All the efforts seem to fall
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| With cars and cans of aerosol
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| I feel so guilty, then my pride will die
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| When I see the grey, self-created sky
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| Until we find a better way
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| We’ll have to learn from all our big mistakes
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| Something in the atmosphere is telling me it won’t be here for long
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| Until it’s gone — Until it’s gone
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| Until it’s gone — Until it’s gone
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| You’ll never miss it until it’s gone, gone, gone
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| Seems like a letter that we cannot send
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| Fells like aluminum we cannot bend
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| Tastes like a mixture that we cannot blend
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| But we must change the course of the recipe to the end, to the end |