Do you hear the frogs croaking?
Along the green lawns and the drains?
Maybe you have maybe you hear stories
It never ends in human's greed
The power of green
It always makes the way
How long can you push it?
When the glow keeps floating in your eyes?
Maybe you think you can
If you are rich and have means to survive
What about those who are just running along?
Will there stay away or will stay succumb?
We have our weaknesses
Only how strong our religious faith bring
It will decide the direction we go
When money rules in the economy
Do you hear the frogs croaking?
The rain fall the water raise
On the surface it looks a straight road
Underneath we never know of pot holes
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