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You learn a lesson when you live so long.
People learn it in their youthful years:
You regret rash decisions after you make them and not before
I gave I warning in my fourteenth year that I’d better start keeping my head up
If I wanted to live my life
But it still falls from time to time.
From time, from time to time,
We never heard the warning calls of any living thing around.
But this time – out of time,
Can we take a little time to sit back and heed our own warnings?
They were making warnings well before I was born:
Listen to the Lorax; gotta have respect for Gaia;
The fires of Isengard will spread.
It’s not as if we ever really cared
You learn a lesson when you live so long.
People learn it in their youthful years:
You regret rash decisions after you make them and not before.
From time, from time to time,
We never heard the warning calls of any living thing around.
But this time – out of time,
Can we take a little time to sit back and heed our own warnings?
Darling, will we lose everything?
Winter’s icy grip is grabbing the roots of the forest.
Darling, will we hold onto the earth before
Winter pulls the forests underground.
And as the sun sinks below, darlin, we gotta know just where we’re headed.
It won’t be long now, before darkness lies thick on the ground.
To thick to make a move, so let’s move quick, and with thought and care.
Before darkness covers the ground,
Before terror ties us to the ground,
Before winter pulls the forests underground.
From time, from time to time,
We never heard the warning calls of any living thing around.
But this time – out of time,
Can we take a little time to sit back and heed our own warnings?
Darling, will we lose everything?
Winter’s icy grip is grabbing the roots of the forest.
Darling, will we hold onto the earth before
Winter pulls the forests underground.
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