WAR FAIR - Torrid Soils Lyrics

You faint from the heatwave
The rivers decrease as the water evaporates
The sun's scorched the fields
The soil's infertile. The earth's parched and drained
Soon the grains that we feed our children will be sparse and rare
There'll be no means to sprout them
Familiar landscapes turn black and barren and dead, all stripped down to hardpan.

These are our soils, depleted and dried up and spoiled
This is our home, but we can't leave it alone

The damage has already been done
Petals burnt on the most natural gift from the sun
In a short time to come, you'll take what you can, take it and run
Soon the grains that we feed our children will be sparse and rare
There'll be no means to sprout them
Familiar landscapes turn black and barren and dead, all stripped down to hardpan.

These are our soils, depleted and dried up and spoiled
This is our home, but we can't leave it alone

I gaze up to the sky as it fills with smoke, acres of our backyards covered in soot
Evacuate your towns cause the flames are running wild
A massive wall of fire tears a hole through your scape
Creatures disappear from their homes, seeking shelter
Fighters draw more water that we can't spare
Splashed across the now flattened deadpan
Blackened, burnt-up precious land

These are our soils, depleted and dried up and spoiled
This is our home, but we can't leave it alone