I remember when life was good
I runner across the vast forest
Insects landed upon my skin to drink
I wore lily-pads like medals

Nothing but peace
But it didn’t last for long
Since that time, was a sweet time
A gone time
A time before factories grew
Brick by brick they brought pollution
That killed thousands of fish
That lived in me

They left me standing in dark shadows
Shrunken to the size of a sewer
They all forgot me
I, who lived through history
I, who has seen hamlets become villages
Villages become towns
Towns become cities
Kicked out of my natural habitat
And putted into a prison-like sewer
Beneath the still,bright stars.