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 the tears of a mother

For her rebellious 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

Farewell the family of the Holocene

Farewell the fragile air, the sea, the land

Five times before she’s seen the rise and fall again

But never by their own hand, never by their own hand

Chaos was my lover

But fate is my bride

We will meet at the edge of the ocean

And the ever rising tide

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