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SUICIDE music and lyrics by Jonathan Dorsey What if the children ask: "Why is a tree a thing of the past?" What if my little girl wakes up to a concrete world? And we destroy the land Turn rivers into sand We slay ourselves with our own hands Over there stood a tree And that's where the four-lane is going to be There's the field where we played Next week it's scheduled to be paved And we destroy the land Turn rivers into sand We slay ourselves with our own hands We're already on the ledge Will we push ourselves right over the edge? And what will we leave behind And how will we look in our children's minds? And we destroy the land Turn rivers into sand We slay ourselves with our own hands This so called progress is suicide Just what are we progressing to? A blackened ocean, a smoke-filled sky Is that what's left for me and you? |