Mist moves through early morning
Swirling a top the remaining craggy Gods
Standing tall to form the Appalachia
PawPaw trees hang heavy
Laden with fruit, ripened by Eastern sun
Precious ecosystem sustaining what shouldn't grow in this hemisphere
What's left that has not been removed
By blasting coal extraction
Towers above us still, breathing deep
Guarding us in silent repose
Footsteps weave to and fro
Sweet grass brushing sensitive skin
My laughter echo's through the Old Oaks
Honey bees gather pollen
Buzzing happily by my side
We must protect this special place
Turn away from stripping her of her glitter
Of her shine
Clean air, healthy soil
She can recover, she will survive

I can't breathe nor speak
I wish I'd fell into a coma
And just rest and sleep.

I don't want to die
but a coma would be nice,
not forever but just for a little time.

Cause my ignorance has became my best friend
Now the breath that I take
And the sound of my heart
Is the only song I hear
In my life

Lock me up
Throw away the key
Walk away
Maybe then will you understand
How much I'm willing
To wait for you