Friday, July 23, 2010


In the morning we will wake up and take to the air
Look back at the planet - I'm glued to my chair

Southern half is burning as we climb through the sky
Sea-birds softly falling, smoke way up high

There's the contours of the mountains, the deserts and the plains
And a hurricane is blowing, and it turns once again

Now there's oil spills in the water where Columbus once sailed
And there's history and mystery and it's rolling away

I wish you could see this great mystery
Earth and sun and moon human tribe, thin blue line

Eath and sun and moon will survive
Sediment is plowing from river to sea

Now where are the mighty nations, no lines to be seen
An axe upon the broken ground, the sigh of the trees

And its floating in the ether, it brings me to my knees
Too messed up to care,

Anyone got a wing and a prayer,
In the blink of an eye

Thank you and good night
Earth and sun and moon human tribe, one thin blue line
Earth and sun and moon will survive, will survive, we will survive

Midnight Oil