The mountains weep from their tops to the people below
Bestow upon us, your weather and your grace
For we should be condemned to eternal sleep
But we still we exist in the same place

A life a new is what we seek,
A change in the midst of our own creations
A static noise that will break the radio’s frequency
So there would be a whole new life we’d see

Enlighten, help and free us from our weary eyes
Oh mountains for we have been deceived
Cause we lack the cause, or the motivation to act on the actions and change
We want to see.

We should be united
We should be respected
For we are the people
All of us
Can make a small change in the weather’s aftermath
And bring life to the world’s dust.