Our Trees

Our Trees There is mass confusion in the forest i heard about it on the radio And they're bringing in some guy and he is gonna go on About all the things he don't know And there's some girl in the background screaming something About missing trees and i'm wondering Were did they go? No lines on the highway no passing they say No grrn to my left no green to my right And the man behind the axe always gets a full meal Cause green never puts up much of a fight So here's some help full hint some breathing assured pints Full of beautiful grace so we steal their space And death comes quickly so we pull up to our Doubal car garage hideaways and we start to say Were did all the trees go? They moved across the street to grow Where did all the trees go? Dose any one know? Where did all the lights come from They say you're big before your small I'm sure glad i don't konw it all If the trees could be lions would they still fall and be tagged Would they refuse to surrender, refuse to be gaged? If a tree had a mother and a father like mine Would they stand up say prais the trees the trees will be fine Wake me up from this dream and tell me things Aren't as bad as they seam And tell me is it so not cool to say who will save the trees Will it be me