Ecologists forecast a world of oceans Empty of life A tomorrow when feasts of fish Mock us with a faint history
And I'm traveling roads where The deer live on patches of green Caged in by highways And the bears are on trial for Being in their backyards
They said those seas that take me To the deer and bears ' those seas Will collapse by 2048
I could live to see this ' old woman I'll be I know my children will and their children will, Their children and those children
They (my children) ask me numbers and I tell them It's as if I took their dollar and robbed them of their 90 cents You see, I say, the ocean only has 10 cents left to spend
I'd risk my being to be a damn to these floods ' Like the flood I read in the paper, where the teen Mom drank herself away in gin and drowned Her baby in her own vomit
This is it ' Somebody is watching us at that bar Like the undercover cop as AKA pedophile Who had to watch a live cam Before a rescue
The worse I hear is yet to come ' my worry for The creatures ' His, the humans
I can't care to feel for humanity's sake because They've become lions that carry the lambs In jaws on full bellies
And I think my great grandchildren will only see This all within a zoo Where they're not sure who is studying who.
