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Holes in the Sky

from The Nickle Ride by Bill White

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Grandma and grandpa are resting
Together side by side
Daddy and mama are scattered
Across the countryside
Down at the old cemetary
Hangs a No Vacancy sign
Nobodys resting in peace anymore
They just burn a hole in the sky

Are these the pastures of plenty
Where wheat fields and orchards once stood
If God took a look at these Monsanto fields
Would he still say this is good
Where once pure water was flowing
Black gold oozes down the pipeline
And the cool ocean breeze
Is getting too hot to breath
Yet were still burning holes in the sky

Armies amass at the border
Invading their own country
Taking by force what was lost in the course
Of elections that never are free
This world cannot stand for much longer
Its singing its own lullaby
And when it finally dies
Will a new earth arise
Or will it just leave a hole in the sky

Some say that nothing is sacred
In the shell of a thing that is dead your
While you live youre alive
You lose it all when you die
You cant even keep the eyes in your head
They paved over the old cemetary
Where grandpa and grandma did lie
Theres no resting place in this world any more
We are just burning holes in the sky

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from The Nickle Ride, released December 16, 2017

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