World's healing, everyone's a chance to garden, technology provides for all not just select few
Mother will be so happy we called
Where we'll be, breaking gravity's law
Harmony or nothing, education for all, great teachers engaged, they will never fail
Myriad new ways to live
Hate and fear are no longer laws
If you'd like to visit me, a thousand years on, I'll be the tall, timid spruce shading the family cabin
On the cloud's shoreline above a place they used to call Stikine