Increasing Deserts

[written by Dan Fondelius] Here you are after all your traveling And have you found your way Did you loose your time here Too many forms in the way All your life you've been ill treated Hurt most all your life No help and mislead You wish to say goodnight You say there is no tomorrow I urge you to be brave I beg you, love each other Turn night into day Although Increasing Deserts Decrease all your land You are only losing Unless you take my hand