Flowers used to bloom here now they lay and cry

Trees used to dance up here upon the skies

Berries used to splatter here as the trees drop their leaves

Birds used to nest here as the forest starts to grieve

Tail on tail, leaves on leaves, pedals on pedals, we start to leave

The forest cries as people find us

Machines buzzing, saws screaming

We are like helpless stones stuck and waiting to be thrown into a river

Like crying babies not being able to get out of their cot

we lay our heads down as we say our goodbyes

the forest is crying as people find us.