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john greenwood - too late! lyrics

[verse 1: john greenwood]
when the sunlight fails to pierce the ever+deepening clouds
and the oceans rise to claim each new atlantis, proud
it will be too late, to cry and wring our idle hands
what have they done?

[verse 2: john greenwood]
when we gaze out, over the salted fields where nothing grows
the green and living land confined to memory
it will be too late, to halt the march of vulcan’s h++rds
what have we done?

[chorus 1: john greenwood]
too late! too late!
the birds flew south, and never returned
we took the light and turned it into darkness
gone in the smoke of the black we burned

[verse 3: john greenwood]
and now we’re told the world is dying faster than we though
fire and flood the hefty price for the comfort that we sought
but the bloated fools, some chose to rule, say everything is fine
when they sold their souls for oil and coal, they should have bought a spine

[verse 4: john greenwood]
the targets set will not be met whilst they deny the need
so we won’t be forced to change our course from selfishness and greed
and its much too late to set things straight, so we whine for all we’re worth
and the meek shall inherit what’s left of the earth
[chorus 2: john greenwood]
too late! too late!
all hope went south and sea levels rise
ignored the signs, sit back as life declines
we’ll be gone in the smoke of political lies

[spoken: kirstin damkat]
i found a box today, out the back, by the dead tree. my great grandma had buried it there as a child and put some of her favourite things in it, with a note saying: “to whomsoever finds this in the future!”. there was a picture of her sitting where the lake used to be. she looked carefree and happy. my mum said i should make a time capsule just like it and we started to talk about what i might put in it. but my dad just said, “what’s the point? what can we leave them that will make them think better of us?” i didn’t really understand what he meant at the time, but i cried myself to sleep that night and my tears made me think, i would leave them water, if i could

[instrumental]

[chorus 3: john greenwood]
too late! too late! (where did our eden go?)
the rich flew up and never came down
they took our toil and fashioned our extinction
we’re gone in the smoke of our cities and towns

- john greenwood lyrics

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