Lyrics

Like hairs on an arm are the trees on the Earth And we are the insects that give ourselves worth And to rid of the pests she must fully render Something more natural what we call disaster It's the balance she needs when the scales start to tip Too much of that when her body cries this It's not to be cruel but to teach you to bloom You were made of the dirt of the stars and the moon They tell us to see, but they black out our eyes They tell us to breathe when the waters will rise They tell us we're free and they slave us with lies This is what it's like when a planet cries Watch them all squirm, see them all crawl Pulling down mountains and building up walls Leaving their homes in the forest and trees Selling their lives for big words and dreams So just take a moment to smell all the flowers Enjoy the fresh air, sing to stars for five hours Don't get caught up in the place they created Give love back to nature, life's all what you make it They tell us to see, but they black out our eyes They tell us to breath when the waters will rise Get under your skin and tear gas our eyes This is what it's like when a nation dies Like hairs on an arm are the trees on the Earth And we are the insects that give ourselves worth And to rid of the pests she must fully render Something more natural what we call disaster It's the balance she needs when the scales start to tip Too much of that when her body cries this It's not to be cruel but to teach you to bloom You were made of the dirt of the stars and the moon They tell us to see, but they black out our eyes They tell us to breathe when the waters will rise They tell us we're free and they slave us with lies This is what it's like when a planet cries
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