The landscape is changing, the landscape is crying. Thousand of acres of forest are dying. Carbon copies from the hills above the forestline. Acid streams are flowing, ill across the countryside. Now were rearranging, theres no use denying. Mountains and valleys, cant you hear them sighing? Evolution, the solution, almost certainty. Can you imagine this intrusion of their privacy? Token gestures, some semblance of intelligence. Can we be blamed for the security of ignorance.

I don't care if you're going nowhere

Just take good care of the world