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Gaia Groaning ©
The Earth is singing a song of change.
It's heard around the world.
Don't be frightened, for that moan
is not archangels' horns.
The plates are moving, Sun is raging,
Earthquakes rock the ground.
The aurora blazing and the changing
is felt all around.
The tension's growing, Gaia moaning.
Her body's changing shapes.
And we have here a front row seat,
to the show that will take place
The friction that you hear,
is the echoing of change,
under your feet, to the core,
and in the atmosphere.
Here comes a whole new era.
Do not cower in fear.
Stand in awe, but do not fall,
The end is not so near.
It's heard around the world.
Don't be frightened, for that moan
is not archangels' horns.
The plates are moving, Sun is raging,
Earthquakes rock the ground.
The aurora blazing and the changing
is felt all around.
The tension's growing, Gaia moaning.
Her body's changing shapes.
And we have here a front row seat,
to the show that will take place
The friction that you hear,
is the echoing of change,
under your feet, to the core,
and in the atmosphere.
Here comes a whole new era.
Do not cower in fear.
Stand in awe, but do not fall,
The end is not so near.
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