Whilst I'm standing still over this hill, I think of moments in life that gave me a thrill,

But I remember the pain and I remember the chill,
Of the cold dampened heart's that never seem to spill,

Like the world's in one convention and I'm outside looking in,

I grin, whilst i use these forces buried within,

To show people in verse what I mean,
Before the planet isn't green,
Before the seas collapsed and wind is no longer a breeze,

We freeze in an ice block, tick, tock, tick, tock, we stopped the clock,

But nobody hears me so everyone listen up,
Stop what you're doing and please raise a cup,
For stopping global warming and extinction of animals, because we're all valuables on this tiny spec of galaxies, yet governments plan strategies,
To profit from tragedies, they keep us all living in fantasies, but strike in catastrophes,

So let's help our families and all become one,
Before we've got none and everything we feel has gone,

Putting a bet on the apocalypse, odds are ten to none !!!

The old man lays on the side of the road,
Looking raggedy and feeling old,

Bandanna on his head,
And wearing ripped jeans,
His mind thinks back,
to the good times in his teens,

In the heat of the day,
He sits and he sings,
Only his guitar for company,
as he plucks at the strings

In his hey day he had lived like a king,
Now he sits alone counting his sins,
Remembering all the people who have come and gone, sometimes the day's can seem so long,

In a blink of an eye life can change,
So be kind to other's,
As you bask in your glory,

Don't be so quick to judge,
Because we don't know their story.