Just From Chevron

Where she collapses into the shore

Pump her like product and ask her for more

There a man lay dying in ice

Gasket had busted and pinned him like a vice

As the sun sank into ripples

A friend knelt and listened to his dying words as he froze

Tell my love don't mourn too intense

I'm going down to her great good expense

Now the air is quiet and still

Wish I was back home on the knoll of the hill

Don't think

I won't try when

I close my eyes

Whatever the people will dry, that's how

I will survive

All of my friends, my enemies too

Live in the shadows of the dirty fuel

Burns the land and its people too

While winds always whistling too

Don't think

I won't try when

I close my eyes

Whatever the people will drive, that's where

I will be live

Don't think

I won't try when

I close my eyes

Whatever the people will drive, that's where

I will be live

That's where

I will be live x 4

Now, so low he whispered something

Closing his eyelids with his face turning grey

When the workers clean up the spill

Sent them home to his knoll on the hill