Feel the wind burn through my skin
The pain, the air is killing me
For years my limbs stretched to the sky
A nest for birds to sit and sing
But now my branches suffer
And my leaves don`t bear the glow
They did so long ago
One day I was full of life
My sap was rich and I was strong
From seed to tree I grew so tall
Through wind and rain I could not fall
But now my branches suffer
and my leaves don`t offer
Poetry to men of song
Trees like me weren`t meant to live
If all this world can give
Pollution and slow death
Oh Lord I lay me down
No life`s left to be found
There`s nothing left for me
Trees like me weren`t meant to live
If all this earth can give
Is pollution
Trees like me weren`t meant to live
(Oh Lord I lay me down)
If all this earth can give
(My branches to the ground)
Is pollution and slow death
(There`s nothing left for me)
Oh Lord I lay me down
My branches to the ground
There`s nothing left for me