Before.
I think of you before it happened.
When the winds blew a fresher air, and endless trees danced around in it.
When the water waded higher, and tall boulders bathed amongst it.
When the sounds were loud, but never corrupted the peaceful tunes of a bird.
When the now indescribable green that covers miles of fields stood tall, and sure.
I would like to see you at your finest, but more, I would like to see you rise again.
Just look around at it all now, theres no way we can pretend
That you're okay.
That you dont feel.
Because sometimes it’s too hard to believe when I can see you laying lifeless.
How could we all do this to you? How could we all live so careless?
Mother Nature, I would hate to see you finally call your quits.
Tell us how to make this right, I know this cannot be it.
Mother Nature, I would like to show you some of us do care.
Mother Nature can you here me? Mother Nature are you there?