Walden - Molly Tuttle

The life in us is like water in a river

May rise this year, may rise higher than man has ever known

May come to pass that a mortal flowing river

Will rise so high, flood the mountainside to the valleys down below

The sun up above shines its fury on the prairie

You can’t hide from it, you can try it, but you’ll never get away

These are fields the clouds have all forsaken

They’ve taken off, no more waterfalls till the earth has turned to clay

The land where we dwell will not always be dry I see

Foreign land banks that were washed by the ancient stream

I see it all from where I’m standing on the mountain

Hear the valleys cry, still some question why

They cannot see the way

They’re digging graves, every day they’re getting deeper

For the birds that fly through the darkened sky

Will there be another day?

Long after we’re gone, still the earth will turn round and round

And all we’ve created will crumble into the ground

The life in us is like water in a river

May rise this year, may rise higher than man has ever known