Sage

[refisher]

On this mountain, I can see so far
The landscape is beautiful
And the flowing rivers
On this mountain, I can see so near
The rocky slopes are so full
Of the flowing rivers

In this airplane, I can see so far
The landscape   It disappears
And the waning rivers
From way up here, I can see so near
The destruction from there to here
And the unceasing tears

And I would sage the world if I could,
But my hands alone would not make it any different.

On hardened ground, you can't see so far
The landscape   It's artificial
And the rising smog
On trodden found, you can see   It's clear
The corruption from there to here
And the unceasing tears

And you would sage the world if you could,
But your hands alone would not make it any different.

Taking flight, looking down at nature below.
In our sight, all the green grass that used to grow
Slowly starts to die, right before our eyes.
What an unsettling sight to behold!

And we would sage the world if we could,
But our hands together would not make it any different
Won't make any difference.