"a dying world..." lyrics

My clothes cost a lot
Handmade by children
Next year, they're in a box
Going to a thrift store in Williamsburg

Daydream at the house
Still in the shower
I've heard about the drought
But my Brita runneth over
It's hard to place

So maybe the planet dies
Maybe there's no god to hear us cry
When the air starts to make us sick
It's not a matter of politics
Somehow if we raise kids in a dying world
I hope they'll learn to love
Better than us

Driving to the store
Twenty a gallon
Yeah, might be funding war
But at least my grocery bags are
Reusable

So maybe the planet dies
Maybe there's no god to hear us cry
When the air starts to make us sick
It's not a matter of politics
Somehow if we raise kids in a dying world
I hope they'll learn to love
Better than us

Somehow if we raise kids in a dying world
I hope they'll learn to love
Better than us
Better than us