In these times before the waves of healing
Our conscious lies meet futures in decline

Our shoals defined by lack of growing
We face behind with nothing on the line

That choice reflecting us
Unknown but fading up

As water warms defiling purpose
Suspend the time like nothing's on the line

Our cities cry and lay bleaching
The tears align, an etching of the cost

And I don’t like the change of us
Are we afraid to love?