

The smoke climbs high into the atmosphere
A haze that hides the stars we used to see so clear
We trade the ancient trees for fuel to spark the flame
And build our future in a dying garden's name
(we're running out of air now) We keep on digging down (down,
down)
But we're just losing ground
Stop burning stuff, let the cool winds blow Stop burning stuff,
let the green grass grow
Turn off the fire,
we have built enough
Open up your eyes and stop burning stuff
(let it cool
down)
The currents shift, the oceans start to rise
We feel the heat beneath the summer skies But there are currents
in
the
wind and in the sun A clean tomorrow has already begun
Stop burning stuff, let the cool winds blow Stop burning stuff,
let the green grass grow
Turn off the fire,
we have built enough
Open up your eyes and stop burning stuff (stop burning,
stop
burning)
Let the cool winds blow
(let them blow) Let the green grass grow