I liked how the narrator was reading by candle light cos if that world he was talking about comes to pass then that is all the light you'll have.
In the light of the lock down our pollution seemed to go
It gave power to the people who said that this was so
But looking through rose glasses they wanted this to last
But with low or no economies the time for that was past
So think again about your Utopia the dream is in your mind
For any country to survive some pollution must be allowed.
I know the last bit don't rhyme but I couldn't think of a word to rhyme with mind
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