Write the lyrics to a song about the thylacine it’s extinction and then how it’s possible that it is still alive with the title of the song being “where are you”
(Verse 1) In the land down under, where shadows roam, A creature once thrived, now lost in time's dome. The thylacine they called it, a sight to behold, But tragedy struck and its story turned cold.
(Chorus) Where are you, oh elusive one? Lost in history's pages or still on the run? We long for your presence, we yearn for your grace, Oh thylacine dear, reveal your hiding place.
(Verse 2) Once in Tasmania's wild and rugged terrain, You roamed freely without any restrain. With tiger-like stripes upon your back so grand, You captivated hearts across this ancient land.
(Bridge) From hunters' guns to habitat destruction, Man sealed the fate of this majestic creation. Yet whispers persist of sightings untold, Could it be true? Is its story yet unfold?
(Chorus) Where are you, oh elusive one? Lost in history's pages or still on the run? We long for your presence; we yearn for your grace, Oh thylacine dear, reveal your hiding place.
(Verse 3) Reports trickle through like echoes from afar; Footprints discovered beneath moonlit stars. Nighttime encounters with eyes glowing bright Ignite hope within us that you're still alive tonight.
(Bridge) Scientists debate if these tales hold truth Or mere figments born from longing and youth. But deep down inside our hopeful hearts sway For a glimmer of hope that will brighten our way.
(Chorus) Where are you, oh elusive one? Lost in history's pages or still on the run? We long for your presence; we yearn for your grace, Oh thylacine dear, reveal your hiding place.
(Bridge) Guided by passion and unyielding desire Conservationists strive to rekindle that fire. Through research and efforts, we aim to restore The thylacine's legacy forevermore.
(Chorus) Where are you, oh elusive one? Lost in history's pages or still on the run? We long for your presence; we yearn for your grace, Oh thylacine dear, reveal your hiding place.
(Outro) Though time may pass and doubts may arise, The spirit of the thylacine never dies. In our hearts, you live on as a symbol so true, A reminder of what we must strive to renew.