Mother Nature
I'm the dirt on the ground at your property line
Mouth wide open, waiting for a drop of the sky
And I give what I have while you're here, and I'm trying
To stay hydrated, 'cause I'm crying all the time
There's a quaking in my body and I swear if I could
That I would shake every muscle until you understood
That the heart has to beat like a drum (hi-ya)
The plan has to come undone (hi-ya)
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
Flocks of birds changing form
From a wave to a fist to a storm
And I couldn't move my body, but I swear if I could
That I would shake every muscle until you understood
That the heart has to beat like a drum (hi-ya)
The plan has to come undone (hi-ya)
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
Flocks of birds changing form
From a wave to a fist to a storm
Flocks of birds changing form
From a wave to a fist to a storm
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
Mouth wide open, waiting for a drop of the sky
And I give what I have while you're here, and I'm trying
To stay hydrated, 'cause I'm crying all the time
There's a quaking in my body and I swear if I could
That I would shake every muscle until you understood
That the heart has to beat like a drum (hi-ya)
The plan has to come undone (hi-ya)
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
Flocks of birds changing form
From a wave to a fist to a storm
And I couldn't move my body, but I swear if I could
That I would shake every muscle until you understood
That the heart has to beat like a drum (hi-ya)
The plan has to come undone (hi-ya)
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
Flocks of birds changing form
From a wave to a fist to a storm
Flocks of birds changing form
From a wave to a fist to a storm
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
The pulse of the future is in mother nature
Credits
Writer(s): Angela Mcmahon
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