I cut you down so I can read
We gather round the fire in your belly
Learn how we made your people bleed
My eyes burn like the fire you are keeping
All my friends are working for free
To save their mother there won't be another
Just trying to live naturally
I seek the Forest Language in the Autumn
Oh we cut open the Lungs of the Land
Looking for fragments of golden air
After the fire we could not breathe
After the fire we lived in denial
Share broken pictures on a screen
Get into bed and hide under the covers
Against the crystal magic sky
You know the one that bleeds from blue to orange
They say the blood will never dry
I wonder why our eyes are closed to wonder
Protectors cut down with the trees
Why are we scared of these primal connections
Trying to find community
But cut adrift I float into tomorrow
Oh we cut open the Lungs of the Land
Looking for fragments of golden air
Truth is like a waterfall
Sweeps me along an image of forgiveness
Highest heavens form a pool
You drink the water then you will remember
Fill my room with pretty flowers
Orchid Power
Orchid Power
Fill my room with pretty flowers
Orchid Power
Orchid Power
Orchid Power
Orchid Power
Oh we cut open the Lungs of the Land
Looking for fragments of golden air
Oh we cut open the Lungs of the Land
Looking for fragments of golden air