Though I'm old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands I will find where she has gone And kiss her lips and take her hands And walk among long dappled grass And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the Moon The golden apples of the Sun Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451 Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451 We're on our road to ruin Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451 Fahrenheit, Fahrenheit 451 Our paper world forgotten Will you remember the great Amazon? Will you remember the right whale and orangutan? Will you remember December days of ice and chill The abundant krill in the Arctic Circle? Will you remember when justices erased By tyranees and puppetries and coup d'etats? By militaries behind democracies So-called democracies? Will you remember, well, the beauty of all things? The golden apples of the Sun? Will you remember? Will you remember? We will remember We will remember We will remember We will remember We will remember