Molly Tuttle - Walden

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