Autumn - Woden from HedgeChilde

Sitting on my hilltop,
Watching the world crawl slowly by,
Whilst I write songs for no one,
No one can say that no one tried.
Now the masks make the Muggles more obvious,
Than the media personas that they wore,
Whilst they lock themselves inside,
Building defences out of straw.
And the man on the T.V tells the same lies as yeterday,
I try to tell you 'nothing's changed!'
How He has always been this way.
This time last year I was a weirdo,
Pariahed for my song;
'Something's up!' I called outwards,
You called back; 'There's nothing wrong'.
Well, it's been a year!
And all my truths have come and gone!
You tell me that it's ending?
Well it's taking too damn long!
'They' say 'It's for Grandma and Grandad',
But they wouldn't have you pay this cost,
If you don't fight for what you have than you will cry for what you've lost!

So this moment's speeding upwards,
Don't say that you can't tell,
They're holding back our progress,
But their halting theirs aswell.
And Nature's getting stronger!
As her Guardians slowly rise.
Holding back our progress is like holding back the tides!
No there aint no use in marching,
Only soldiers march to war.
We unite by connecting intentions,
Turning our whispers Into Roars!

So say hello to our Army,
Now we're 6 billion strong,
And we're heading back to nature,
back to where we all came from.
And the trees they all will greet us,
The Fae know all our names,
Though the words may be forgotten,
We know the Song Remains The Same.

Mushrooms will help us remember!
'All things change!'
'This too shall pass'
And without anyone to fear it;
This Plandemic can not last!

So come join me on my hill top.
And watch the world pass slowly by.
Whilst I write songs for no one,
No one can say that no one tried