Dana Lyons Timebomb
That townhouse used to be my tree fort
That highway used to be the wood
That golf course used to be the pond
Where the frogging sure was good
That building used to be the field
That brown haze used to be the sky
That city used to be the farmland
Say goodbye, oh, say goodbye
We're sailing on a timebomb
Gettin' hard to see the blue
We're sailing on a timebomb
Is there nothing we can do?
Those craters used to be Nevada
That cesspool used to be the New York harbor
Those mountains used to be so Appalachian green
Say goodbye
That smokestack used to be Ohio
That pipeline used to be the rolling tundra
That airport used to be the swamp land
Say goodbye, oh, say goodbye
You better say goodbye
You better say goodbye
You better say goodbye
We're sailing on a timebomb
Gettin' hard to see the blue
We're sailing on a timebomb
Is there nothing we can do?
We're sailing on a timebomb
Gettin' hard to see the blue anymore
We're sailing on a timebomb
Is there nothing we can
Nothing we can, nothing we can
Nothing we can, nothing we can do?
