I Am Oak Famine
Walk the line then change it
Ease on down that road
To reappear in trees
Growing from season to season
My fire is a threat to the famine
My fire is a threat to the famine
Let's grow fires and use them
To illuminate
All the caves and trenches
We have made
But who's goin to own up to
The croaking of the land
My fire is a threat to the famine
My fire is a threat to the famine
But who's goin to own up to
The croaking of the land
