You have to trespass to find Nature
Man made wonders overgrowing with moss
Tell me, where did we get lost?
Was it the wars
Was it the politics
The drugs, the guns?
Or was it the money
Greed to rid the world of green
So our pockets can be full of it
Tell me why we pour concrete and call it a park
No such thing as a beautiful tree in a pavement park
Where are the Birds, where are the herds?
I’m sure they went south for the winter,
But this time next year that southern city will be covered in asphalt
Paved over with greed
The green will be gray
The ocean turned black
But my president made his buddies rich
And the soil filled with trash,
The world will start flooding, might as well build another ditch
Dam the **** city, protect the banks
The guidelines are gilded
And there’s no going back.