look what we've done

look what we've done

we had a plan of attack

lined up our forces

then went out for a snack

look what we've done

we had a world here

put things together

then went out for a beer

we took out a wrench

and put parts together

we took out a wench

and put parts together 

now 

everything is going,

going, going, gone.

everything is going wrong.

now 

everything is nothing

nothing is everything

everything is nothing again.

we had the birds 

in the trees

now we have no birds

now we have no trees

now we have no have

now we have no we

no now no now

looks like we're done

lost cities

[[ Global warming, pollution, and how we will appear to archaeologists. ]]

lost city 

under the sand

under a mile of pretty shiny glittery bright empty things

under a mountain of things

lost city 

under the sea

under the waves of a north pole, south pole, melting, burning

under the rising waves

I could not say their names

I do not have the tongue

I would not say their names

for fear of raising ghosts

lost city 

under the sky

under a cloud that will never go, ever grow, never blow away

under a cloud of gray

lost city 

under the bones

under a dry lake of everything eaten that could ever be eaten

under a bed of bones

I could not say their names

I do not have the tongue

I would not say their names

for fear of raising ghosts

animal ghosts in animal voices

lost planet 

under a spell

whirled away, world whirling, 

whirled away, world whirling, 

whirled away, world whirling, 

whirled away, whirling away