Nova Loka

Lyrics

Are you the public rationalist
Who calls it progress
To strip the living Gaia bare
Leaving Gaia bare
To grow fat from the taking
And praise your market’s share
As if it were a virtue
God given
Just for you
Just for you
While in your private refuge
You dream of quiet waters
And untouched air
The private romanticist
But public rationalist
Who builds their secret getaway
A cabin in the wild
A place where nothing’s poisoned
Where your stars align
All is pristine
You guard it like a relic
It is a shrine to what we’ve all lost
Hidden treasure
Yet every comfort in that haven
Was purchased at the cost
Of what we have all lost
All lost
All lost
All lost
All lost
All now lost
Lost
Those countless species
Whose habitats are lost
The story of your daylight life
And the one you live at dusk
Are drifting further apart
And the tension starts to rub
Starts to rub
Starts to rub
You speak in numbers, charts, and yields
As if the earth were just a field
To mine, to burn, to optimize
Just a ledger in your human eyes
In your eyes
But when the noise is over
And the spotlight fades away
You kneel before the silence
Like the pilgrim gone astray
Gone astray
Gone astray
For how long can one life carry
Contradictions this immense
How long before the mask you wear
Consumes your common sense
And how long before the forest
You escape to for your relief
Is swallowed by the logic
You defend in your beliefs
Your beliefs
Oh yeah
So are you the public rationalist
Or the private romanticist
Or the one whose
Finally choosing to live
As one whole being
Before the world you privately love
Is gone
Is gone
Gone
Our Gaia is going
Going
Gone