The Age of the Birdman - Morgan Delt

The green is all gone

But we’ll carry on

Now the green is all gone

The rats, the rats are breeding

Put the heads in the sand

Cancel what we planned

Put the heads in the sand

And we’re done

We will flourish at last

Now the age of man has passed

The boats are all gone

But we’ll carry on

The boats are all gone

The raft, the raft is leaving

We will flourish at last

Now the age of man has passed

Turn our backs to the land

Make our final stand

Turn our backs to the land

And we’ll run

We will flourish at last

Now the age of man has passed

We will flourish