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On this beautiful island in the Mediterranean Sea 
The seagulls are flying and a whale I have seen 

Yet still there is the sound of the petrol machines 
What are we doing us human beings 

The green lizard lies on the warm rock face 
The sun rises slow it's hot on my face 

The faint smell of diesel rides on the Breeze 
It's settles on the leaves of an old olive tree 

The wild yellow flowers bring a joy to the new day 
The soft flying butterflies glide and they play 

But there is hammering and banging of metal on rocks 
It shocks, it shocks, it shocks 

A red robin lands and gets his prize 
The gecko on the wall goes behind the fridge to sleep because it's sunrise 

I sip fizzy water out of a plastic bottle 
I feel guilty that I'm still contributing to the climate trouble 

I try to change my ways but I took that plane 
Like many others again, and again, and again 

Down at the marina the sea life is dead 
But the tourists are happy of taking photos of the views and their heads 

I long for the time of sea urchins, crabs and limpets 
I long for the time of seahorses, fish and shrimp 

Thriving in the rock pools and thriving in the sea 
But bleached is it all now and polluted by You and Me 

I can't seem to speak any more words 
My heart skips a beat 
It makes a sound I've never heard 

It is like the sound of the earth as her spirit cracks once more 
The sound of mother nature kneeling on the floor 

The floor of life which is our base 
If we do not pick her up there will be no more human race

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