A new
serum eradicates the illness
An old man rises from his wheelchair
When suffering unknown
attacks the painless
And common animals are becoming rare
As water spins in circles
twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get twisted around and tumble down
When
Nature calls we all shall drown
If the earth is dying of a growing thirst
Rain shall
fall on dried out soil
And every kind of bud shall burst
A sough of relief to insects -
turmoil
As water spins in circles twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get
twisted around and tumble down
When Nature calls we all shall drown
