My heart weeps for the fallen tree

On my neighbours lot it lies down
In the summer of its life it was killed
No respect for the years of its growth

I mourn for the trees yearly killed
By unconcious neighbours my friends
How many more must die
Before they turn back from their ways?

I mourn for the trees not replaced
With seedlings protected and cared
For all that get burned in the cold
To save a few cents on a bill

They're a sad damage collateral
To our race for more money and fun
In our blindness to get what we want
We forget that nature is so slow to regrow
That it takes a man's life to raise trees
That it is easier to cut than to plant
That our Earth is dying fast of this greed
That we'll die a bad death keeping up with the Jones

If you don't want a tree in your backyard
Why did you move to the country?
Buy a house in a cleared city setting
And you won't have to worry about branches that fall down.

If you don't want the trees in your backyard,
Why buy lots that are covered with forests?
Why kill innocent lives for your pleasure?
Why insist they're a danger? To what?

Oh! To times when sacred was the grove!
When the tree was a spirit in kind
When we took what was right and gave back
When we didn't need more to survive.

How easy it is now to come down
With a chain saw in minutes it's done
A tree who grew for decades falls fast
With it birds, squirrels, chipmunks all gone.

And the wind will be wailing at night
Singing through empty spaces once covered
And your homes once protected exposed
Your few cents saved will be soon gone forgotten
Hydro's bills will keep raising forever
And the trees won't grow fast enough for you
And our children will live in a dessert
Dreaming of what once was a lush forest.

Stop the death of the trees useless killing
There are ways to manage a good forest
Learn from Europe where cutting is pruning
Where three-hundred year old trees are cared for.
All we need is a little more effort
To prune trees instead of killing them out right
And how nice would our country look if we
Hired arborists to do what is right?

Our forests are fast disappearing
Why should we do the same to our backyards?
Plant more trees, keep alive the tradition
To stand tall for three hundred more years.