Roy Harper The Tallest Tree
The earth is possessed By the curse of the west Who devour Newpaper furniture Paparazzia by the hour But a man with a vision Believed That tomorrow's begun And has to be won And nobody here is reprieved O Chico, Chico Mendes The man in a million Stood in the way Stood his ground For the earth For the coming of day The chorus of dawn On the perch of each morning Receives A forest of tears As the joy reappears On their leaves And believes Sings his name And the tallest tree Forever stands Beyond the flame(s) North south east and west We can all reach the rest Every day Now is the change To set out together For a beautiful day Whoever saw it A different way Was a man in a nightmare Too numb to the future Of brilliant possibles Ever to share The same air As the men in the clay O Chico, Chico Mendes There are men who are more that just men
