I like climbing
I like hills
Going to the top
For thrills
There are mysteries
We are just beginning to find
The earth is a big strange creature
We have to be kind
But we are not
We are selfish beasts
We'll do whatever
To get to its treats
But the treats are running out
It's mercy waning now
Once it wakes up, we'll have to flee
But how?
We don't have a second planet
No plan B
We're killing ourselves
Not the planet you see
The planet has seen other pests
We're just a minor itch
It'll shake us off and keep going
Without any massive hitch
We are at the point of no return
The point no further south
Climbing the wounded tongue
Into its inescapable mouth
We won't even leave fossils
Just a plastic layer
The earth's last memory of us
Will be our cheap affair
