Hello Out There.

 

Photo posted by Naked capitalism via: https://twitter.com/Nature_Is_Lit/status/1354172287507976193?s=20), inspiration for lyrics,  John Prine.

The Walking Dead

He said, when asked, "My only distinction, is to, by you, be targeted for extinction". 

"Hello In There"

We had a treehouse in the jungle,

With a family that liked living there.

Well, it's been years since the kids were drowned,

Their lives overthrown, left us alone.

Now we mostly live in terror,

While machines churn our jungle into road.

Our once wild places look like a Nuclear War,

And we still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.

Ya' know old trees are there no longer,

While old rivers grow dryer ev'ry day.

Old habitats have all grown lonesome

No longer any one to say, "Hello in there, hello."

Me and my lifemate, we can't walk far any more,

She sits and stares through her silent scream.

While all the views are now completely razed

Life's some forgotten dream, just some past moonbeam.

Someday you'll burn it down completely,

To fuel your mad rush to be Free.

So what would I say if someone asks, "What's new?"

"Nothing, what's with you? Nothing left to do."

Ya' know, old growth's there no longer,

While old rivers grow dryer ev'ry day.

Old habitats have all grown lonesome

Now that there's no one to say, "Hello in there, hello."

So if you're walking through some zoo sometime

And spot some hollow lonesome eyes,

Please don't just pass 'em by and stare

Just 'cause you don't care; say, "Hello in there, hello."