George Fox

You know how it feels
to roll away like a stone
And sing like a dove
thats found its way home

The filth on the ground
or washed up on the shore
We try where theyve failed
but they'll reap what they sow

And its the passion we feel
as we run through life
I hope a time will come
when they realise what theyve done

The lone CEO, chosen for his worth
To build cash-tiled walls
above the smoke-stacked sky

But what if you never drew your breath
on a warm sun-filled day
or caught all your dreams, in a season of
tranquillity, tranquillity, tranquillity...

Theyre slowly destroying what we love
shakin it, breakin it slowly