Everything Must Go
Burned down, down to the ground
And that sound, they're tearing them down
Scorched soil-sticks and bits and pieces of death
What's left? What will be next
A new cycle turns, down we will follow
Right back towards... carry us through it
Cuts deep-
Keeping mills running at the cost of parent's sleep
Such grief
Not from fire in the forest but from selling off the trees
This moment, a chance to step back
Consider, maybe find a new path
A new cycle turns, down we will follow
Right back towards... carry us through it
Go with that river flowing
Guiding us towards a future path
Watch as the seasons exploding with green
And flowers blooming as though it will always last
Precious time, the race to cash in
Bounties placed on ashen trees
Seen not as part of the whole but
Pieces, and marketable
Only 8 months or a year
Until the value starts to disappear
Before all the FEMA money is gone
That's what this is hinging on
But a burned forest is more than dead trees
More than hazards to humans, more than messes to clean
It's renewal, it's not easy to understand
But we can learn- and make a better plan
Go with that river flowing,
Guiding us towards a future path
Watch as the seasons exploding with green
Flowers blooming as though it will always last
Do we have all the time
Or do we have a short while left
To deal with what we want to risk
Follow all that growth
I wonder what the future brings
We cannot control everything
And that sound, they're tearing them down
Scorched soil-sticks and bits and pieces of death
What's left? What will be next
A new cycle turns, down we will follow
Right back towards... carry us through it
Cuts deep-
Keeping mills running at the cost of parent's sleep
Such grief
Not from fire in the forest but from selling off the trees
This moment, a chance to step back
Consider, maybe find a new path
A new cycle turns, down we will follow
Right back towards... carry us through it
Go with that river flowing
Guiding us towards a future path
Watch as the seasons exploding with green
And flowers blooming as though it will always last
Precious time, the race to cash in
Bounties placed on ashen trees
Seen not as part of the whole but
Pieces, and marketable
Only 8 months or a year
Until the value starts to disappear
Before all the FEMA money is gone
That's what this is hinging on
But a burned forest is more than dead trees
More than hazards to humans, more than messes to clean
It's renewal, it's not easy to understand
But we can learn- and make a better plan
Go with that river flowing,
Guiding us towards a future path
Watch as the seasons exploding with green
Flowers blooming as though it will always last
Do we have all the time
Or do we have a short while left
To deal with what we want to risk
Follow all that growth
I wonder what the future brings
We cannot control everything
Credits
Writer(s): Lynne Piper
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