One thousand miles away I hear the children play They sing their songs of hope Of hate and love and misery One thousand years away I see their shadows fade Still singing songs of hope Of hate and love and misery
A little glimpse of hope Between all the hate and fear It is all that we’ve got When the end is near
The water is rising But all we do is keep pouring in
Empty is the soul Light is the mind But heavy is the head that wears the crown And numbered are his days When the rivers all dried up And all the trees cut down Man will realise he’s not Able to eat money
There’s no one left to save It’s too late
One thousand miles away I hear the children play They sing their songs of hope Of hate and love and misery One thousand years away I see their shadows fade Still singing songs of hope Of hate and love and misery
The water is rising But all we do is keep pouring in
The higher we will rise The deeper we shall fall A kingdom on the edge of its demise It’s time to turn the tide When the rivers all dried up And all the trees cut down Man will realise he’s not Able to eat money
There’s no one left to save It’s too late It’s too late
When the rivers all dried up And all the trees cut down When the oceans eat the land We’ll understand
It’s too late
There’s no one left to save It’s too late
One thousand miles away I hear the children play They sing their songs of hope Of hate and love and misery One thousand years away I see their shadows fade Still singing songs of hope Of hate and love and misery