Same recurring theme between our self-destructive civilization and Mother Nature, feeling the Earth as our true mother.
You can take your time with me. Give some love to the children, please.
Teach them about the birds and bees, and the power in the deep blue sea.
Like the music in my head, hey song angels take my pen. Write these words out yeah, you know I'm learning very slow.
I'm learning very slow.
There is something we can't see. Some may call it Eternity, but Mother Nature's listening, and then responding to the sting. And the question still remains, so I'll ask you once again: Will we stand up one and all and wake up to this call?
Wake up to this call.