This world we stand on, no end in the sea This fragile world, Lord, no way home for you and me Choices of life, a drop in the cosmic ocean Set the rasters to desert, what have we done, what have we done? Poison edge of extinction, fig tree dynamic correct Devastation and pollution, product of profit takes effect We who are so intelligent, we cause a master race As the population increases, the strain begins to tell We need more green space, so the more trees we fell More food, more luxury, and from where to force us? We can come and we can go, we're not set in stone, it's what's made us We made mohos of mountains, ecosystems us loved Delicate powers, we can afford to disrupt And are the ones who sacrifice this small world, this small world, this small world This small world This world we stand on, no end in the sea This fragile world, Lord, no way home for you and me Choices of life, a drop in the cosmic ocean Set the rasters to desert, what have we done? What have we done? What have we done? What have we done?