Betting The Farm

Why do we want to make it so we twist and bleed
It’s getting harder and harder to breathe
The day has dawned “beyond so long”
Come to know “you reap, you soooo(-ed)”
Guilt in silence… not even a peep?
Is what we reap “playin’ for keeps”
Did you bet there’s no harm
Betting the farm?

Why have we made hate our destiny
Why have we made hate our legacy
The day has dawned “beyond so long”
Come to know I’m my own worst foe
Now, we’re in too deep
Playing for keep

Made a habit of destroying habitation
A destruction nation in self-annihilation
The day has dawned… so long beyond
We’re all “coming home”, I reckoned
Coming ’round the bend to…
The End

A song about The Human Induced Climate Change Experiment after three days of ozone poisoning and record heat.

Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: A C A G / D A G (g f# a)
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

Written at the corner of Market and High Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA. Recorded at Marshall Square Park.

From the album Gay Church

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