[Verse 1] The Union draws a line in fashion's sand No more burying clothes by a corporate hand They're banning brands from slashing, burning, hiding The unsold racks of waste that they've been piling A quiet revolution in the textile trade The clothes you didn't buy won't fade into a grave [Chorus] Europe, August, watch the pieces shift Old habits crumbling, that's the morning gift From fashion floors to forests, apps to flame The continent keeps writing its own name [Verse 2] Small farmers and the forests, tangled tight Deforestation rules brought a new fight The smallest hands that tend the smallest ground Are caught inside a regulation's sound And Apple changed its apps to fit the code The European market, its own road [Chorus] Europe, August, watch the pieces shift Old habits crumbling, that's the morning gift From fashion floors to forests, apps to flame The continent keeps writing its own name [Bridge] Serbia's fires burning, turning to Moscow's door Skipped the EU mechanism, called an Ilyushin in for more Iceland standing half-inside the gate Reluctant at the threshold, weighing fate And on the day the world remembers violence's stain The High Representative speaks the names again [Verse 3] The Chess Union convened after elections done The board reshuffled slowly, one by one And Iran's shadow stretching toward the southeast Al Jazeera mapping where the tensions crease Europe strategic, nervous, watching close The edges of the map that matter most [Verse 4] The ports are counting cargo, counting cost Measuring the inches almost lost Supply chains bending under shifting weight New partners at the door, new terms to negotiate The summer session closed but left behind A dozen half-made laws still undefined And somewhere in the chambers, voices rose Debating where the boundary of Europe goes [Verse 5] The young are in the streets with different signs Than those who marched before along these lines They want the climate written into stone They want the continent to call it home From Lisbon up to Tallinn, same refrain We built this house together in the rain And every vote and verdict, win or fall Is Europe answering its own long call [Chorus] Europe, August, watch the pieces shift Old habits crumbling, that's the morning gift From fashion floors to forests, apps to flame The continent keeps writing its own name [Outro] August twenty-second, hold these stories near Seven threads of Europe, pulled together here The season turns but something stays in place A continent still learning its own face
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