In Utah we meander where no human’s been.
Solitude facilitates our peace deep within.
Once gazing at deserts in awe and wonder,
We now see bulldozers tearing biomes asunder.
Will
We now see bulldozers tearing biomes asunder.
Eight hundred sixty one thousand nine seventy four
Acres of wilderness are pristine no more.
Acres of wilderness are pristine no more.
Say I at Grand Staircase, with love and respect:
“Explore, discover, observe, reflect.”
Says Trump, who aims to get rich off it:
“Explore, discover, extract, and profit.”
Our president, boss of BLM’s pristine places
Finds profit in resources he exploits and disgraces.
His personal empire grows wealthy each day
As national treasures are frittered away.
His view of what makes America great
Will cause ecological disaster—is that our fate?
“Explore, discover, observe, reflect.”
Says Trump, who aims to get rich off it:
“Explore, discover, extract, and profit.”
Our president, boss of BLM’s pristine places
Finds profit in resources he exploits and disgraces.
His personal empire grows wealthy each day
As national treasures are frittered away.
His view of what makes America great
Will cause ecological disaster—is that our fate?
We need canyons, the sky, the limitless view.
To re-create, replenish, rejuvenate, and renew.
Grand Staircase is ours—to sustain, not subdue.
To re-create, replenish, rejuvenate, and renew.
Grand Staircase is ours—to sustain, not subdue.
Will