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    When our rivers run dry and our crops cease to grow
    And when our summers grow longer and winters won't snow
    From the banks of the ocean and the ice in the hills
    To the fight in the desert where progress stands still
    When we've lost our will

    That's how we'll know
    This is not a test, oh no
    This is cardiac arrest
    Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
    We're crashing into the ground as all fall from grace

    When the air that we breathe becomes air that we choke
    When the marsh fever spreads from the swamps to our homes
    When your home on the range has been torn down and paved and
    The buffalo roam to a slaughterhouse grave
    What more will it take

    For us to know
    This is not a test, oh no
    This is cardiac arrest
    Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
    Kissing the ground as well fall from grace

    This is a chance to set things straight
    To bend or break the rules back into place
    There is no middle ground, no compromise, we've drawn the line
    With perfect aim, we stand back and throw
    Glass windows break and it's all about to blow
    Lights go out as we pass the torch again
    In hope that it stays lit

    Neutrality means that you don't really care
    Cause the struggle goes on even when you're not there
    Blind and unaware

    That's how we'll know
    This is not a test, oh no
    This is cardiac arrest
    Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
    We're crashing into the ground as we all, yeah we all, all fall from grace

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