Ridden

Stealing from Earth

Where do you think that wood's coming from?

The Earth.

Where do you think your metal grows?

Where do you think those things owned are

The Earth;

and it shows!

Hold on to what you matter

Hold on to what's been given

Hold on to your revolving

what life's been left to livin'

Rare as a child fed given

Rare as man's work hard

Baring a stake to driven

Home for a heart blessed

ridden

Author's Note

Stealing from the Earth for wealth