They're selling the mountains
One by one
To the highest bidder
At the landscape auction
They're selling the rivers
The stones in the streams
The grass in the pastures
The leaves on the trees
There's a lake over yonder with a couple of geese
Cost me my savings, threw the geese in for free
But they come and they go as they please
There are parts of the wild that you just can't keep
Thursday, September 08, 2011
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