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