Change around us The atmosphere's misused And THE CLOUDS fear the moon And gardners weep As the concrete seeps In the viens running down My favouraite esplanade How can we pray When decay is an offering Companies sing In an orchestra hammering God in a dustbin Means faith can be anything What does it take to replace All those simple things? Just imagine A galaxy removed Where the buildings have no ceilings And architects meet In a natural retreat For a change they show Some integration