We Can Run, but We Can’t Hide The Grateful Dead

[Verse 1]
We don't own this place, though we act as if we did
It belongs to the children of our children's kids
The actual owners haven't even been born yet
But we never tend the garden and rarely we pay the rent
Some of it is broken and the rest of it is bent
Put it all on plastic and I wonder where we'll be when the bills hit

[Chorus]
We can run
But we can't hide from it
Of all possible worlds
We only got one
We got to to ride on it
Whatever we've done
We'll never get far from what we leave behind
Baby, we can run, run, run, but we can't hide
Oh no, we can't hide

[Verse 2]
I'm dumping my trash in your back yard
Making certain you don't notice really isn't so hard
You're so busy with your guns and all of your excuses to use them
Well, it's oil for the rich and babies for the poor
We got everyone believing that more is more
If a reckoning comes, maybe we will know what to do then
All these complications seem to leave no choice
I heard the tongues of billions speak with just one voice
Saying, "Just leave all the rest to me
I need it worse than you, you see."
And then I heard
The sound of one child crying
Today I went walking in the amber wind
There's a hole in the sky where the light pours in
I remembered the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine
But now it beats down on the asphalt land
Like a hammering blow from God's left hand
What little still grows cringes in the shade like a bad vine