As we continue to drive on

To pile on and pile on

There are miles of wasteland behind us

And we are going around

One day it’s going to catch up

A machine with no brakes on

Green grass will be long gone

A few angry screams can’t be heard, can’t hear a word

Through the noise louder and louder and louder

As the grass no longer makes it through

We keep piling on

Iron teeth sink into soil

And the clouds are now black smoke

Are you content with this world?

As you choke

Some have been crying for centuries

While others collected the salt

Some just shrug their shoulders

And pave the earth with asphalt

The end of this road is soon to come

No savior or a chosen one

All leaves are turning brown

But this is not autumn, this is fall

When your family is burning

When your world is burning

Don’t look at me

I told you so