The Earth's Final Spin

Do you hear the wind calling your name Can you hear the wolves howling for a direction The woods are crying for the world is dyeing Yet no-one seems to hear a peep No-one can listen close enough Our minds are all asleep Take time to hear the whisper To our earth whimper We're bleeding it, no more feeding it What had we turned to Nobody feels the earth crumbling That's the heart rumbling We're draining it like we did to our own What will we do when there's no place to call home Like our blood greed drains it to the core And now our calls for help can be heard never more.