In the quiet of the night I can hear the earth,
It speaks to me of ages, of times unremembered.
I cannot fathom the suffering of our earth.
Ignorance is my only comfort in the face of such knowledge
Under the light of the sun I can feel creation,
It fills me with warmth, with ongoing life.
i will use the power of the sun to toil for our earth.
Ignorance can protect us no longer.