They say the sky used to be blueI don't quite believe
it.It's probably always beenthe color that it is.And there
were cotton candy clouds.And birds to fly through it.Just
stories we all love to tell our kids.So I'll close my
electronic doorAnd keep the cold outside.And hug my aluminium
pillow so tight.And pray the radiationdoesn't make me sick
tonight.No more sky and no more trees.April 2031No more oxygen
to breathe.April 2031No more hate and no more war.April
2031Nothing left worth fighting for.April 2031.They say there
used to be a windthat wasn't caused by fansI wonder how it
would have felt in my hairAnd the nuclear ring around the moon
was caused by manif it was, then it's much too late to
careSo I'll put my safety goggles onand gaze out at the
sunas the artificial atmostphere machinesgive off a constant
humin a world that's cold and peaceful, april 2031No more
sky and no more trees.April 2031No more oxygen to breathe.April
2031No more hate and no more war.April 2031Nothing left worth
fighting for.April 2031.As far back as Veitnam,we should have
learned our lesson.But we closed our eyesand sent our sons
away.And they told us we were winningas they sold more
ammunition.Some were angry,most just looked the other way.And
the night's illuminatedby the endless glowing sandthat
swallowed all the oceansand choked off all the land.In a world
beyond resuscitationEven by God's handNo more mountains no
more seaApril 2031No more you and no more meApril 2031No more
music no more songsApril 2031No God left to blame it onApril
2031No more children playingApril 2031No more need for
prayingApril 2030 One