Though I'm old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find where she has gone
And kiss her lips and take her hands
And walk among long dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the Moon
The golden apples of the Sun

Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451
Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451
We're on our road to ruin
Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451
Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451
Our paper world forgotten

Will you remember the great Amazon?
Will you remember the right whale and orangutan?
Will you remember December days of ice and chill
The abundant krill in the Arctic Circle?

Will you remember when justices erased
By tyranees and puppetries and coup d'etats?
By militaries behind democracies
So-called democracies?
Will you remember, well, the beauty of all things?
The golden apples of the Sun?

Will you remember?
Will you remember?
We will remember
We will remember
We will remember
We will remember
We will remember