Deforestation from Black Manifestations by THE COWARD ROBERT FORD

Here is my forest
Here is where I plan to cut it all down
Starting with the birds and their kin
I'll wear their nests like a thorny crown

Don't tell 'em I'm coming
Don't tell 'em they'll be seein' me soon
I wanna see their faces
When that lumber gets split in two

This is my vision
Not yours
Get out that hollow tree trunk
It's not gonna keep me from my work

This is my dream
Not yours
If it really were
I'd pulling their beaks from your sores

Stay anyway
'Cause change is coming your way
All day
I hate to say

That pain
Won't change
Gets worse every rip of the saw blade
This kind of fate

It'll rip away
It'll rip away
It'll rip away
It'll rip away

Here is my forest
Here is where I pulled all the root from ground
No more obscuring my vision
I can see everything coming for me now

Don't laugh at my fields
Don't call me the hazardous fool
All this preemptive change was the only way
I couldn't lose you too

This was my vision
Now torn
Now that I see no sign of life
Behind a making of my own accord

This was my dream
Now torn
Thought it'd keep me safe
From not knowing what was treading forest floor

I'll stay anyway
'Cause change is
Coming all day in spades
You hate to say

My hate
Won't wane
Gets worse every person I push away
Placing its weight

It'll rip away
It'll rip away
It'll rip away
It'll rip away

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