Leave Them A Flower
- (Wally Whyton)
I speak on behalf of the next generation
My sons and daughters, their children to come
What will you leave them for their recreation
An oil slick, a pylon, an industrial slum
My sons and daughters, their children to come
What will you leave them for their recreation
An oil slick, a pylon, an industrial slum
Leave them a flower, some grass and a hedgerow
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
You plunder and pillage, you tear and you tunnel
Trees lying toppled, roots finger the sky
Building a land for machines and computers
In the name of progress the farms have to die
Trees lying toppled, roots finger the sky
Building a land for machines and computers
In the name of progress the farms have to die
Leave them a flower, some grass and a hedgerow
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
Fish in the ocean polluted and poisoned
The sand on the beaches stinking and black
And you with your tankers, your banks and investments
Say, Never worry, the birds will come back
The sand on the beaches stinking and black
And you with your tankers, your banks and investments
Say, Never worry, the birds will come back
Leave them a flower, some grass and a hedgerow
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
When the last flower has dropped its last petal
When the last concrete is finally laid
The moon will shine cold on a nightmarish landscape
Your gift to your children, this world that you made
When the last concrete is finally laid
The moon will shine cold on a nightmarish landscape
Your gift to your children, this world that you made
Leave them a flower, some grass and a hedgerow
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
A hill and a valley, a view to the sea
These things are not yours to destroy as you want to
A gift given once for eternity
I remember when this song came out in the seventies. For all the fairies in my garden, your garden and everywhere else. And most of all for all of us.
1 comment:
I think the fairies in my front yard are offended by all the rampant rabbit sex that's been going on! Seriously. It's like Animal Planet porn here! LOL
xo
Russ
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