Dennis DeYoung
Krakatoa
Krakatoa you've changed your ways from evil days
Oh I know a once violent isle and gentle smile
When the dust and lava cooled
You were sterile as the rock from which the earth was tooled

Was man's beginning a wind borne spore to fly no more?
Nature's winning her docile spree has set her free
Seeds were wafted on the wind
Forming heavy undergrowth for species winged and finned

Tangled mangles rebuilt your soil from age dead toil
Sheltered bay coves protecting life from Satan's knife
Grow and island in the sun
Where the hell fire belching earth had destructively left none