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There's a movement on the rise Some kind of change in the weather, A red dawn sunrise. The natural world is my playground And her love is shared by us all, But we've abused her and we'll lose her If we don't catch her 'fore she falls. Chorus: So lead us, strong hands Strong minds, Strong hearts Take us to new beginnings, Guide us back to the start. I climb her trees, I sail her breeze And upon her waters, float. But I break to make and suffocate And upon my goods I gloat. I give her seeds to supply my needs; Her gifts with care do grow. But if I take and then foresake I will reap what I sow. Both good and bad, both happy and sad, Leaning now to the latters We'd do good in brotherhood To level up these matters Chorus Leave her in the ever, Give her more than your cries. Your single choice echoes the voice Of the movement on the rise. Chorus |