«The Soul»

Tekst: Tom Pacheco    Musikk: Tom Pacheco

THEY POUR BLACK POISON IN THE RIVERS
LIVING WATERS CANNOT SCREAM
DYING FISH FLOAT TO THE SHORELINES
WHERE CANS AND BROKEN BOTTLES GLEAM
THEY BURN THE FORESTS WITH NO CONSCIENCE
BIRDS AND BUTTERFLIES CATCH FIRE
THE ANCIENT JUNGLE TURNS TO ASHES
AND THE SMOKE OF DEATH CLIMBS EVER HIGHER

THE TREES HAVE A SOUL
THE SEAS HAVE A SOUL
THE SKY HAS A SOUL
A LION HAS A SOUL
THE WIND HAS A SOUL
THE EARH HAS A SOUL
THEY ALL PLAY A ROLE
CONNECTED TO THE WHOLE

TO MAKE THE THINGS THAT SHINE AND GLITTER
THAT FILL BRIGHT WINDOWSHOP DISPLAYS
THEY KILL THE GREAT CREATIVE SPIRIT
THAT LIVES IN EVERY GRAIN OF CLAY
THEY MURDER MOUNTAINS TO MINE METALS
TO FIND BLACK GOLD THEY KNIFE THE EARTH
TRY EATING COPPER WHEN YOU`RE HUNGRY
TRY DRINKING OIL TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST

THE TREES HAVE A SOUL……

EACH BLADE OF GRASS
CAN FEEL THE STARLIGHT
THE WAY A FINGER FEELS THE RAIN
IT`S IN PERFECT HARMONY AND BALANCE
AND THE LINKS ARE BREAKING FROM THE CHAIN

THE TREES HAVE A SOUL
THE SEAS HAVE A SOUL
THE SKY HAS A SOUL
A LION HAS A SOUL
THE WIND HAS A SOUL
THE EARTH HAS A SOUL
THEY ALL PLAY A ROLE
CONNECTED TO THE WHOLE

THE ROCKS HAVE A SOUL
DOLPHINS HAVE A SOUL
SEEDS HAVE A SOUL
THE LAKE HAS A SOUL
THE MOON HAS A SOUL
CRICKETS HAVE A SOUL
FLOWERS HAVE A SOUL
THEY ALL PLAY A ROLE
CONNECTED TO THE WHOLE