When the fire needs warmth
the sea is thirsty
when the sky needs space
i look out for trace
the earth looks for shelter
the sky's gone blue
n the birds out here
r down with the flu
The sun's gone astray
the moons looking out for a way
humans hunt for existence
mars has gone the distance
the birds gone without the flight
the place is dark, there is no light
the eyes have no sight
the muscles have no might
so here cums the day
the moods no more gay
the words don't have their say
the good set at bay
astray astray astray
my mind too is become a prey
the world's end awaits us
the dooms on d way...
