We walk the path, we followed the light 
Toes painting patterns in the dew
We did not listen, we did not heed 
We played as children our life unseen 
Then nature turned, overwhelmed by seaweed 
Oh Gaia, help us! won't you? 
Come to us this darkened night 
Foaming, frothing, frantic and green, 
Contrasting to the cool ocean blue What a vivid, haunting site! 
Impossible to conceive 
The world has returned to right 
No longer a fantastic scene 
Our perspective returns anew
