So tremble if you must
For the dust is still breathing
And the trees are just the leaves
On a big breathing globe
And there's life in the rocks
And the seashells are listening
To the sound of the sea
As it slips on it's way
For the dust is still breathing
And the trees are just the leaves
On a big breathing globe
And there's life in the rocks
And the seashells are listening
To the sound of the sea
As it slips on it's way