Activist

Activist i write you with a wish to save my farm/trees are burnt, the brook is dry, the corn has dropped its arms/years have past, i've left you lonely in your cause/and like you said they're troubling me with all their fucked up laws
 Activist your faith is high and shatters fear and pain/the horse that pulls my plow has ribs that bulge angry for grain/buds are falling in the yard from branches without fruit/and all the fences built for grapes are bare down to the root
 All the world is letting go, no permission, no control/(don't demand my unity, i've got my own good reasons)/don't demand my unity, i've got my own good reasons to believe/(i believe in unity, i've got my own good reasons to believe)
 Activist i turn to you because the heads of state/hear just the wants of citizens with millions on their plate/i don't play cards in green-rooms-- smoke cigars in homes with gates/i'm a man out on the land and i have what my hands and soul can make
 I wish my farm to flower up food for all I love/my daughter drink its waters and its meadows rush her blood/my government to choose the land and not the will of one/who thinks that gold and guns are more the truth than the rain, the wind, the sun