Gone are all of the forests Gone are all of the trees Gone are all my grandparents They were younger, they were old, and now they are free Gone are all of the sparrows Gone from the telephone wire Gone is your baby brother And in the morning you will wake and you'll find peace And you cannot fight, you cant hide from The strain that will kill your first born children Gone are the advertisements Gone are all the fast foods Gone is the misconception That you had any right or any chance to choose Gone is all of your money Gone are all of your shoes Gone is all of your shelter You are free now, you have nothing left to lose And you can run, but you can't hide from The strain that will kill your first born children And i'm not sure what you've been searching Because its uncertain what is lurking When you're gone Noone knows when youre gone We don't even know And she don't even know Noone knows when you are gone Gone is all of the land Gone are all of the seas Gone are all my poor fathers Gone is them Gone is those And gone are we