Trees

What ya gonna do when you hear the news?

No more speculation

You know its all true

There's no field of flowers

No children left to hold

Its time we know

What ya gonna do when the seasons turn?

What ya gonna do when there’s no more trees to fall?

They say its just a memory for the folks to recall

When they're telling stories about the rain falling

Its time we know we got no place for us to hide

No place for us to go

So what you gonna do

I want to know

What ya gonna do

I wanna know

What you gonna do

I want to know

What ya gonna do

I want to know

What ya gonna do when the sands of time turn to a mountain too steep to climb?

What ya gonna do when we run out of fuel?

Your garage is a grave yard

Your cars no longer cool

Its time we know we’ve got no place to hide no place to go

So what ya gonna do?

I want to know

What ya gonna do

I wanna know

So what you gonna do

I want to know

What ya gonna do

I want to know

What ya gonna do

I want to know