HomeCare: A Concert on Climate Change

Silence my soul,

these trees are prayers. 

I asked the tree:

Tell me about God. 

Then it blossomed.

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I. “We know”

Ok is the first Icelandic glacier

to lose its status as a glacier.

In the next 200 years,all our glaciers are expected to follow the same path.

This monument is to acknowledge that we know what is happening and what needs to be done

Only you know if we did it.

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II. “How Dare You”

How dare you!

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People are suffering.

People are dying.

Entire ecosystems are collapsing.

We are in the beginning of a mass extinction,

and all you can talk about is money and

fairy tales of eternal economic growth.

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How dare you!

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You are failing us.

But the young people are starting

to understand your betrayal.

The eyes of all future generations are upon you.

And if you choose to fail us, I say:

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We will never forgive you.

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We will not let you get away with this.

Right here, right now is where we draw the line.

The world is waking up.

And change is coming, whether you like it or not.

We’re doing this because our future is at stake.

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It’s not too late,

Too late to build,

It’s not too late,

Too late to dream.

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The only way I dare to die,

is if I die because of love.

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To share the land

A land in peace

It’s not too late

To share the land

Not too late to share the land in peace.

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It’s a cold serene morning

In the dry forest,

Tall, thin trees loom over all.

Casting long shadows in the subtle light of dawn.

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A faint glow can be seen on the horizon.

Like a harsh warning.

A flare of maroon in a sea of cool colors, 

The truth of alarming reddish hue is revealed.

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Licks of flame can be seen creeping over the hillside piercing the tranquil horizon.

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As all trees watch in silence,

awaiting their inevitable end,

The flames advance, foot by foot, like a battalion.

Pushing forward to the battlefield.

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Soon enough, the entire forest

is engulfed in distorted heat.

The smell of burning embers

is recognizable from miles away.

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Minutes turn to hours, hours turn to days,

And eventually, the flames dwindle.

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It’s a cold serene morning,

In the barren, charred remains of a forest.

A tulip sprouts from the ashes,

A glimmer of hope in a sea of ashy black.

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This land is your land,

this land is my land,

This land was made for you and…

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This land is my land;

ain’t it made for you and me?

This land is my land; shinin’ sea to sea.

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Oh this land is your land, this land is my land,

From California to the New York island,

From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters:

This land was made for you and me.

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As I went walking that ribbon of highway,

I saw above me that golden skyway.

I saw below me that golden valley:

This land was made for you and me.

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This land is your land, this land is my land,

From California to the New York island,

From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters:

This land was made for you and me.

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I’ve roamed and rambled, followed my footsteps,

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts;

All around me a voice was sounding:

This land was made for you and me!

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When the sun come shinin’, then I was strollin’,

And the wheat fields wavin’, and the dust clouds rollin’,

That voice come a’chanting, yeah!, as the fog was lifting:

See, this land was made for you and me.

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In the squares of the city, in the shadow of the steeple,

By the relief office, I saw my people.

And as they stood hungry, I stood there wond’ring:

Is this land made for you and…me?

My land; ain’t it made for you and me?

This land is my land; shinin’ sea to sea.

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Oh, this land is your land, this land is my land,

From California to the New York island,

From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters:

This land was made for you and me.

This land was made for you and me.

This land was made for you and me.

This land!

Plant trees whose shade you shall never sit in.

For a society grows great,

for a society grows strong,

when we all plant trees

whose shade we know we will never sit in.

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Pani re paani, tera rang kya hai?

Rangon ke liye, pani, tu pyaasa hai!

Water, O water, what is your color?

For colors, dear water, you yourself are thirsty!

Pani ki tarhah, Mann berang haiJeevan ke rangon ko mann bhi pyaasa hai

Just like water, the spirit is colorless

For the colors of life, the spirit too is thirsty!

Life’s legacy reflects the heart’s colors!

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Easy on the earth, lightly on the water,

remember this place is for your sons and

daughters,

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Easy on the earth, lightly on the water

Remember who this place is for

Get your kids to a garden, with the garden they'll

grow

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They'll learn to go easy and learn to live slow

Just get your kids to a garden, with the garden

they'll grow

They'll learn to go easy on the earth, lightly on

the water

Remember this place is for your sons and

daughters

Easy on the earth, lightly on the water

Remember who this place is for

Get your kids to a river, with the river they'll flow

It'll teach em' how to paddle, teach em’ how to

row.

Get your kids to a river, with the river they'll flow

It'll take em' where they need to go

Ima' go easy, easy, I’m going easy yea (REPEAT)

Let em' see their reflection wherever they go

In the rain water, flood water, sleet, hail, snow

Let em' see their reflection wherever they go

And go Easy on the earth, lightly on the water,

remember this place is for your sons and

daughters,

Easy on the earth, lightly on the water

Remember who this place is for.

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What about sunrise, what about rain,

What about all the things

that you said we were to gain?

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What about killing fields, is there a time?

What about all the things

that you said were yours and mine?

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Did you ever stop to notice

all the children dead from war,

Did you ever stop to notice

this crying earth, these weeping shores?

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What have we done to the world?

Look what we’ve done.

What about all the peace

that you pledged your only son?

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What about flowering fields,

Is there a time?

What about all the things

that you said were yours and mine?

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I used to dream,

I used to glance beyond the stars,

I now don’t know where we are,

although I know we’re drifted far.

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What about yesterday?

What about the sea?

The heavens are falling down,

I can’t even breathe.

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What about apathy?

I need you.

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What about nature’s worth?

It’s our planet’s womb.

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What about animals, turned kingdoms to dust?

What about elephants, have we lost their trust?

What about crying whales, ravaging the seas?

What about forest trails, burnt despite our pleas?

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What about the holy land, torn apart by creed?

What about the common man,

can we set them free?

What about children dyin’,

can’t you hear them cry?

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Where did we go wrong, someone tell me why?

What about baby boy, what about the days?

What about all their joy, what about the man?

What about the cryin’ man,

what about Abraham?

What about death again, do we give a damn?

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