Old man in the dry river bed,
paddle in his hand and canoe on his head.
Whispered, “listen to the paddles song,
if the children don’t hear it something is wrong.”
Wait I said don’t you see,
the wonders of our technology?
We have faster missiles and bigger bombs.
I don’t need to hear some paddles song.
The old man dropped his paddle and caught it on his shoe.
With a smooth move and twist he set down the canoe.
Times have changed I said,
since the dam has dried this river bed.
We bridged the valley, dammed the stream,
making cheap electricity that is clean.
We have laser guides and GPS.
highways cross from east to west.
Satellites that span the skys,
and container ships of special buys.
We keep your bread from going stale,
we frack the oil from buried shale.
The old man sighed and said,
“The link to life is your watershed.”
Sing the paddles song,
so future generations may sing along.
He flipped the canoe with his knee to his head,
whispering, “listen close to what I have said.”
paddle in his hand and canoe on his head.
Whispered, “listen to the paddles song,
if the children don’t hear it something is wrong.”
Wait I said don’t you see,
the wonders of our technology?
We have faster missiles and bigger bombs.
I don’t need to hear some paddles song.
The old man dropped his paddle and caught it on his shoe.
With a smooth move and twist he set down the canoe.
Times have changed I said,
since the dam has dried this river bed.
We bridged the valley, dammed the stream,
making cheap electricity that is clean.
We have laser guides and GPS.
highways cross from east to west.
Satellites that span the skys,
and container ships of special buys.
We keep your bread from going stale,
we frack the oil from buried shale.
The old man sighed and said,
“The link to life is your watershed.”
Sing the paddles song,
so future generations may sing along.
He flipped the canoe with his knee to his head,
whispering, “listen close to what I have said.”