I watched her from afar
Lady earth
She looks a little alone these days
Alone these days
I know
She’s got baggage and problems
It’s us who make it hard in the first place, the first place, the first place

Come on and push me right over the edge
I ran out of things to believe in
I think I’m losing whatever was left of my religion
Come on and give me just a little bit back
I’m begging right here on your doorstep
Don’t bury the little that’s left of my religion

The masters of war are back again
Blinded by greed they get their hands on everything they can
I watch her from afar
Sweet mother earth
Loving the schoolgirls
And schoolboys
Who plead to
Keep it in the ground