God's Green Earth
To worn to stalk and prey
Never notice what's unbound
Rake the isle clean
Just to puncture through this ground
Break away, fortune sleeps somewhere
Push aside, do not wake up yet
Enough to stain the eye
These dripping words don't lie
Forever round the coils
That hang above a sky
Break away fortune sleeps somewhere
Push aside, do not wake up yet
Tearing out the weeds
To remember what was there
Writer/s: Idaho
