It's no good saving whales anymore They've packed up and flew out their bowls Carrying all other sea life in parcels Addressed to a conquistador Trapped inside a lamp in the andes Six hundred years from now Holding his heart Waiting for love to come round All we are is dust filling up holes In time it all will go But here right now I'm alive All we are is dust filling up holes In time it all will go But here right now I'm alive