Its uttering a hope and a cure for our disease
A changing of fragrances and a stop of those rushes
Is the secret to healing with its twist and its touches
Enough of those chemicals. those toxins and such
The things we keep on doing are hurting us too much
The drinking and the smoking and those vapors escaping
Are atmospheric catastrophes in their silence incubating...
There's need for more planning and thinking more green now
Its ever more urgent; yet we don't have the time somehow
We're abusing the gifted-ness of the world all around us
We're creating a dark energy that's fueling our need to fuss..