When our rivers run dry

And our crops cease to grow

And when our summer 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 we 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

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 we all 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 is stays lit oh

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