Their island was fragile,
Their lifetimes so short.
They barely remembered
The damage they'd wrought.
What once was so verdant,
Now nothing but scree,
All except for that last lonely tree.

They saw it standing there.
They'd lost their chance to care.
They knew it was the last.
We must learn from their past.

Their land was so distant,
They felt so alone.
They placed all their faith in
Gods made of stone.
They stood them on altars,
Their backs to the sea.
Gazing down at that last lonely tree.

They saw it standing there.
They'd lost their chance to care.
They knew it was the last.
We must learn from their past.

They warred with their brothers,
They ravaged their earth.
Sadly confusing
Its wealth for its worth.
They watched as they moved in
Despite heartfelt pleas,
They cut down that last lonely tree.

They saw it standing there.
They'd lost their chance to care.
They knew it was the last.
We must learn from their past.

Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah,
Ah but we must
Learn from their past.