Colourful bodies of water
Flow free from land.
Hawks dive through the waves
Of technicolour candy
And look for morsels
And look for dorsals
And fins of friends.
We watch them and sing
Hum and whistle
You look towards the mountain
I walk to the sea.
Splashes of inks
Splatter the shore
And the seasame streams
Flow no more.
A harp is played
In a cave by the road
A choir of fish
Driven from their home
We did this.
God, we did this.
And power is gained and lost
Because we did this.
We dried the lakes
We drank so easily from the earth
But things we never thought about
Now linger in our minds.
No more colors are showing
No more beauty
And now we're going downhill
I hope we had a good time
With our hearts in our hands
We sit in the sun
And watch it set.
Dream of tomorrow
It won't be there.