Second Nature

The grass grows, a prairie
A wilderness across a continent
And we take it
We clear it out and make it
In our image

The backyards, the driveways
The covered wagons rushing
Through the high planes,
The motels on the canyon
They make a second nature

And what was it for, this country
The farms and the blood across a prairie
The nation we become as we build a second nature
No, no, no,
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

The rivers run and parking lots the endless endless fields and cities
We make them, replace them with our dreams of the future
And what was it for, the swimming pools
The highways, the ballgames in the dusk
On the battlefield
A time we were so foolish and so young

No, no, no
No, no, no
No no no
No no no
No no no no no no no no
No no no
No no no

The grass grows, we take it
We want it
It's second nature to us