Heat above our ability to endure
Oceans grow from the melted ice
Days are too long, the sun burns
And our sorrow has no disguise
We never acted to save ourselves
When it was yet possible to do so
There is only fear, no hope is left
The waters rise, the deserts grow
And we still can't understand why
All our dreams and children die
But we wonder upon the reason
Our inaction was treason
No more winters, no more comfort
From the burning sun
No more hope, no more earth
