Fever Toad the Wet Sprocket

With a shrug of her shoulders
The mountain came down
Tore a path all the way to the water
And through my sleeping town
The trails I'd wandered
All erased in the birth
Of the million year old rock
From the naked gasping earth

Oh my children where you gonna go
Now you’ve lost the land you called your home
When the Earth is burning, fever on her brow
Crying oh my children, who will save you now

Now the winters hit harder
The summers are fire
And the rains are thе tears of a mother
For her rеbellious reckless child
But still the spring brings clover
Amid the blackened oaks
Sprays of fledgling branches
And the wildflowers below

Oh my children where you gonna go
Now you've lost the land you called your home
When the Earth is burning, fever on her brow
Crying oh my children, who will save you now