Pith and Tar

Of Pith and Tar Leaves are burning, bleeding and turning their insides all running out I see the fires of forests churning before the Lorax can shout Towers and spires are pouring out gas clouds tumbling over skies on the lake students seem to be crying during Sunday mass angry about their fathers being fake The bushes had a dream one time a future that could have been bright but the bells have all begun to chime waking them up in the chaos of this blistering night I heard that there used to be hope that somewhere in time there was a stitch but I guess we missed the boat because the roots are all drowning in black pitch Pith and tar gone so far can't see the light of day Bled so much from devil's touch nothing left but to pray sorrows of the fir the birch and the oak heaven can't help anymore because of the golden rules we broke Pith and tar lasting scar can't believe we did this Pith and tar the land we marred no more nature's bliss my maiden had a kiss for me but she left it under guard protected by a juniper tree one that is splintered and charred So much for future so little left to have to hold the world tried to care and nurture but all we had was coal and gold the mountains are all felled the valleys under tar and fires we praised false gods and yelled but all we are in truth are liars