The water in the sink
Is as bad as the water in the toilet
But filters and bottles
Can't keep it from you
I'm not talkin' about the sea level yet
But I have a feelin'
I will be
In a minute or two
It's not like I wasn't born in a hospital
It's not like I wasn't punched by the doctor
Until I screamed a first breath test
My lungs worked then and they do now
(Obviously)
But what does it matter
If one day the sun will explode?
Our moon will count
Rhythm in tides
But not in any beat
That the beaches can hold
It's then that the oceans
Will reach the tops of the mountains!
It's then, then, then
Diggin' up the bones of your own people
Will eventually make you consider your own mortality
And at some point you'll question the methods
Your leaders have chosen to use, and their morality
There's a vicious rumor goin' round
That the Earth will last forever!
Tell yourself it was the chemical companies
And thank them when you get cancer
It's then that the oceans
Will reach the tops of the mountains!
It's then, then, then
Three was written by David F. Bello.