Where are we going Lyrics

"Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words

And never stops at all"

Sweet heart, iphone down

Come and sit here close to me

And listen to your old boomer

I want to confess

The failure, the betrayal

Of our own generation

Putting you on the road

Where we are going

Future of distress

Diseases, disasters

Future that you have to face

There's no more time

Where are we

Where are we

Where are we

Where are we going

Increase greenhouse gases

Mine coal, extract oil

Pollute, deforest

Acidify the oceans

Make thousands of species extinct

Fill with plastic land and seas

Abuse resources and soil

Consume the territory

Erode the costs of the Adriatic

Warm the Mediterranean

Melt the ice of Apennines and Alps

Dry up the Po and the other rivers

Pump steers, chickens and pigs

On intensive lifestock farms

Burn woods, make waste

And scatter it everywhere

Yet we know

There's no second half

Know what to do

But we are not doing it

Put us aside

And take the lead

Where are we going

Where are we

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Where are we going

Where are we

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Where are we going