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This Place - Joni Mitchell
Sparkle on the ocean
Eagle at the top of a tree

Those crazy crows always making a commotion
This land is home to me

I was talking to my neighbor

He said, "When I get to heaven, if it is not like this

I'll just hop a cloud and I'm coming right back down here

Back to this heavenly bliss"

You see those lovely hills
They won't be there for long

They're gonna tear 'em down
And sell them to California

Here come the toxic spills

Miners poking all around
When this place looks like a moonscape
Don't say I didn't warn ya

Money, money, money

Money makes the trees come down

It makes mountains into molehills

Big money kicks the wide, wide world around

Black bear in the orchard
At night he's in my garbage cans

He's getting so bold but no one wants to shoot him

He's got a right to roam this land

I feel like Geronimo
Used to be as trusting as Cochise
But the white eyes lies
He's out of whack with nature
And look how far his weapons reach

Spirit of the water

Give us all the courage and the grace

To make genius of this tragedy unfolding

The genius to save this place