The chemical plant is a wondrous beauty
Capturing images from my heightened bedroom
Pouring over the soil the water of life
An alien transmission from an earthly mushroom
No sun inside can detect flowers of doom
Where in this region is the polluted air?
What do we see when the world dies within?
There is fun to be found in the throes of despair
Please see what you are doing with time
Don’t wait until chimes chime too late
Take back your life and become who you are
Nothing is going to be cured by fate
Nature’s divine plants are things we’ve forgotten
They dream of us while we try to ignore
We can’t follow on until we know where we’re going
God our lives have become such a bore
Gaia lives on with all she needs inside
She can easily throw off the nuisance of man
She could swallow us whole and regurgitate nothing
What will it take for you to become her fan?
Please see what you are doing with time
Don’t wait until chimes chime too late
Take back your life and become who you are
Nothing is going to be cured by fate
Cheers!
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