This sounds a bit like a song from the old days From Boudewijn, De Groot or Mieke en Roel Sung in the brown pubs A song with a sad foreboding An island is swallowed up by the waves A rain forest is on fire for weeks A village under a muddy stream There is much more going on And the clock is ticking and life goes on Good morning, it's time to get up And the clock is ticking and life goes on And a child looks at us with hope Young people march through the streets TV faces become president Citizens are left in the ditch Betrayed by their own parliament And the clock is ticking and life goes on Good morning, it's time to get up And the clock is ticking and life goes on And a child looks at us with hope Can we prevent something? So that they can still dream Of a life in a world without worries, without pain Can we promise something? So that they can believe In a future when we are no longer there Maybe we should sing a little louder And hope that this song touches someone Maybe we can force it a little Have we made the difference a little? And the clock is ticking and life goes on Good morning, it's time to get up And the clock is ticking and life goes on And a child looks at us with hope La la lai lai lai www.mooji.org