From the recording Turnaround
Lyrics
Wonder of wonders I am in this land
This land that was cleared by the logger's hand
Out here in Wellington County
The frontier land and it's bounty
Wonder of wonders I am by the pub
Where the workers quench their thirst and wipe their sweaty brows
Another day at the mill is all life allows
In the frontier land and it's bounty
Wonder of wonders I am free to prowl
To say what I want both fair and vile
To not be drawn and quartered if I stray
From the morality of the day
Wonder of wonders I have air to breathe
Between the burning sun and the rising seas
Against the human exhaust of the industrial disease
I find some air to breathe
Wonder of wonders what we have made
It doesn't take long for it all to fade
When we are dust let the marvelous begin
With what remains
Whales
Shall inherit the Earth