The title of this song comes from our granddaughter Ellie Mai. One day she said to me 'Nanny I've written a song, it's called I Can't Find The World' and then she hummed a little tune to herself, she was about 4 years old and I thought it was so beautiful I wrote the title down, so now we have a new song inspired by the next generation who will one day inherit what we hope will still be a wonderful green and flourishing world.
'I Can't Find The World'
Can't find a way to heal you on the outside
Looking in I can see you're moving on
Like a child building castles at the seaside
The sands will shift and soon you will be gone
I looked in every corner, under mountains
Wandered into lands where nothing grows
I couldn't hear the warning for the silence
I asked for you but no one seems to know
Where you gone, where's the world we built in green
Nobody seen you for a while, where you been
I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died
I read your message but I don't know what it means
I see the ripples on the pond and trees are waving
Sending letters of goodbye, they're going away
I hear the bird’s sing, lined up they are waiting
With words they've written for their funeral day
I run to the stars and they are crying
I ask them if there's something we can do
They tell me they will try to keep on shining
No matter what the future holds for you
Where you gone, where's the world we built in green
Nobody seen you for a while, where you been
I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died
I read your message but I don't know what it means
I write a poem in the sky and say I'm sorry
I know that it's so late but here we are
You're busy on the last page of your story
And I can see you wishing on a star
Where you gone, where's the world we built in green
Nobody seen you for a while, where you been
I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died
I read your message but I don't know what it means
Where you gone, where's the world we built in green
Nobody seen you for a while, where you been
I see the flowers in your eyes, the pretty colours died
I read your message but I don't know what it means
© Maria Daines/Paul Killington
29th May 2021
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