Where's The Beauty

The air in which we breathe is tainted with pollution,
And everything is dying,
If we cannot find any solution,
There will be no birds flying.

If we can't find the beauty of earths eternal life,
And we can't find existence in a cloud,
What will we do when our lives end with strife,
What are we to do now?

Waterfalls brown with muck and goo,
And an Angels broken wings,
I know that you can see it too,
Help, God, Hear us sing.

No matter if we live or die,
We leave this world in shatters,
No matter if we live or die,
What do you think matters?