The Soul

THEY POUR BLACK POISON IN THE RIVERS LIVING WATERS CANNOT SCREAM DYING FISH FLOAT TO THE SHORELINES WHERE CANS AND BROKEN BOTTLES GLEAM THEY BURN THE FORESTS WITH NO CONSCIENCE BIRDS AND BUTTERFLIES CATCH FIRE THE ANCIENT JUNGLE TURNS TO ASHES AND THE SMOKE OF DEATH CLIMBS EVER HIGHER

THE TREES HAVE A SOUL THE SEAS HAVE A SOUL THE SKY HAS A SOUL A LION HAS A SOUL THE WIND HAS A SOUL THE EARH HAS A SOUL THEY ALL PLAY A ROLE CONNECTED TO THE WHOLE

TO MAKE THE THINGS THAT SHINE AND GLITTER THAT FILL BRIGHT WINDOWSHOP DISPLAYS THEY KILL THE GREAT CREATIVE SPIRIT THAT LIVES IN EVERY GRAIN OF CLAY THEY MURDER MOUNTAINS TO MINE METALS TO FIND BLACK GOLD THEY KNIFE THE EARTH TRY EATING COPPER WHEN YOU`RE HUNGRY TRY DRINKING OIL TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST

THE TREES HAVE A SOUL……

EACH BLADE OF GRASS CAN FEEL THE STARLIGHT THE WAY A FINGER FEELS THE RAIN IT`S IN PERFECT HARMONY AND BALANCE AND THE LINKS ARE BREAKING FROM THE CHAIN

THE TREES HAVE A SOUL THE SEAS HAVE A SOUL THE SKY HAS A SOUL A LION HAS A SOUL THE WIND HAS A SOUL THE EARTH HAS A SOUL THEY ALL PLAY A ROLE CONNECTED TO THE WHOLE

THE ROCKS HAVE A SOUL DOLPHINS HAVE A SOUL SEEDS HAVE A SOUL THE LAKE HAS A SOUL THE MOON HAS A SOUL CRICKETS HAVE A SOUL FLOWERS HAVE A SOUL THEY ALL PLAY A ROLE CONNECTED TO THE WHOLE