The March Of Nature

As the trees of old walk towards the street
They see the forests that used to be
The seas rise up out of grief
For their coral friends have turned to bleach
The mountains shake with anger and rage
As they watch up high as their friends fade away

Some say to [C7]go to [C7]Mars
Others say to [C7]go to [C7]space
But we are the world's and [Bm]the world is ours
So why don't we tɾy to [C7]save this place

So sing along [Am]with me
For the butterflies and [Bm]bees
For the oceans, ɾivers, and [Bm]seas
For the mountains the deserts and [Bm]tɾess
So come along [Am]and [Bm]sing with me
For the butterflies and [Bm]bees
For the mountains the deserts and [Bm]tɾees
For the oceans the ɾivers and [Bm]seas