Jet around the word, so free, (while) sisters perish in our heat
So bright the light of faraway, such a dazzling place to be
Back home, and what’s this called, this bloom, this bird, this tree?
No time to learn of nature’s kin, so much world we must explore
Clock up endless air-miles, experience more and more (and more)
Experience, but we never know the creatures close at hand
The shattered Earth is screaming now, forests turned to sand
Earth give us the grace to see the world on which we tread
Look down, look back, look homewards, the earth is blood and red
Chorus
Come down, come home to nature
See what you might find
Be with your brothers, sisters
Travel deep inside
Our footsteps across the Earth, are scorched into the soil
Drink our fill of nature, trade its life-blood in for oil
Exotic lands we have to roam, cultures we must possess
Airlines fight to fill the skies, to get us there for less
The last tourist in the Amazon, the last spall of coral reef
The last member of a species, the last seed and flower and leaf
If the world was our oyster, we have consumed it shell and all
You mean the world to me, would mean we had a ball
Dancing in the ashes, and spitting on the grave
Of the family of nature, we were too far gone to save
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