Fin
Rub-a-dub we scrub that dirt away
Down the drain it goes day after day after day
And Jack and Jill go up the hill to their dismay
See the well’s overdrawn but we just can’t change our way
It’s raining it’s pouring we be snoring
We gamble our world’s life-blood and pray…
What has always been is what will be
Always endless bounty in the infinite sea
We were the fishes we would school far wide and free
In the ocean of life and death in good company
Now drowned in landfill where we be stand-still
And clean water once flowed endlessly.
Be on the way
Be what you say
Beware there may
Be no delay
Well that’s right, I just might
Be there today
Be there to stay
All the way
Be there to play
But never pay. (woo-hoo!)
You, me, mine, ours, us, them, world powers
Jostle left, slide to the right, get it wrong then improvise
Join the throng, come sing along, dance for life, follow the wise
Luna leads me to the water, Sol has always loved his daughter
Who calls my name, shares no blame, loves the same, saying
What life wants to be is progressive harmony
Where we disagree, gods of rhythm hold the key
When we take flight and why we fear night and
How we make light of everything we see.
You can walk on water, that’s just fine
Even better you can change that water to wine
Let’s raise a glass to all the great skills man has plied
And the mind over matter that might bridge the divide...
Between
The notion that more devotion
Will save our rivers and lakes and oceans
By changing instincts as old as the tide
From mindless being to conscious motion,
And
Surging forward with hunger and pride
In joy and sorrow and celebration and
Hope of finding a balance world wide but
Falling prey to imagination
Until we will this wild ride to subside and
Stem the slide into conflagration
Think time is on our side - "drink!" the fool cried
Thank God water can be purified.
© BradMuirhead, July 2006 (revised 2015)