Strained eyes toward infinite night skies,nhemlocks, sunsets through white pines,nroadmaps and distant state lines.nIt only took one trip to understand:nthe dam is cracked with no room to expand,nand seats are filling up quick inside.nnFrom coast to coast,nwrapped up in all these earth tones,nwrapped up and warm in earth songs,nits one small step.nnAnother step for man, and I’m sick of getting stepped on.nEyes fixed on the prize, generations side by side.nThey’re marching through the trees, blinded by reality.nStatus: endangered and the species consists of me.nnAm I the only living exceptionnwith vision un-obscured and clear?nJump up, get down, hypothesize, cut the ties, cross the lines,nrepossess everybody’s life.nnAm I the only fucking exception?nnAnd this disease will bring the planet to its knees.nNo self-defense left to dispense on kings, citizens, and queens.nnIs it too late to start pretending?nThrow it in reverse and skip the ending?nNo, it’s on the way.nI’m reminded every single day.nnHomogenize the countryside,nbig city lights, and small town pride.nAn orb of water and life drained from the outside.nIt has begun.nnI’m the only one touched by the setting sun.nIt has begun.
Lyrics by Adelleda
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