MORAINE SONG

There’s a fortune underground

There’s a future in the trees

If we save it and don’t pave it

We can share the summer breeze

What do we need when our throat is kinda parched

The city’s getting hotter and there’s junkies in the parks

How do we cope with the traffic noise and smog

Do we hold our breath and plug our ears

No. We walk our dog

Where do we go when the circus is in town

Fire engines roar and the heat is bearing down

How do we deal with the ice and cold and snow

Do we dig a hole and crawl inside

No. We watch things grow

Who do we like when our streets are paved with trash

Talking heads and images reaching for our cash

How do we manage when our water isn’t clean

Do we dehydrate and blow away

No. We keep things green

There’s a fortune underground

There’s a future in the trees

If we save it and don’t pave it

We bring builders to their knees

Save our moraine

A glacier put it here

Save our hills and woods

And all the creatures far and near

Pave a road through the banker’s yard

Pave the way to the right condition

Know one thing about nature’s wrath

Her’s will be the last decision