Voices From The Deep

Haunting great plaines of waste among the ocean
Plastic bags pierce into the deep
The starving waste, the floating carcass falls
Washing up entombed upon the beach
How can I watch and be so careless
How can I watch a world so ignore the seas
What shall I do to stop the torturing of waves
How can I hear the voices of the sea.

Hunger, the world, of endless, disease
Cruelty and pain we've cast to the oceans
Our distain for the planet we breathe
All the hunger, can't buy out their oil
All the shame, can't displace the guilt
War.

How can I watch and be so careless
How can I watch a world so ignore the seas
What shall I do to stop the torturing of waves
How can I hear the voices of the sea.

I'm tired of abuse
I'm tired of shameless distraction
I'm tired of excuse
I'm tired of watching us fracture.

I see the fall
The warning of a world to come
I see the war
An expanse of desolate plastic
A result of years of ignoring
A product of years of abuse
The system we savaged
A system of breathable air.