Migrant Pickers - The Fate of the Trees Lyrics

It was the rain who said, "why me?"
Why blame me for the fate of the trees?
Or the time you spend so sullen?
It was the storm who said, "why me?"
Why blame me for the fate of the forest?
Birds tossed from their nests and drowned?
Flower gardens in a box underground?

Ahead of land's end, approaching the darkness
A precious thing built collapsed to its knees
An explosion of pain confronting the distance
Why blame the rain for the fate of the trees?

An ocean wave said, "why me?"
Why blame me for the tsunami?
Roller coasters in the sea?
Radioactive seaweed?

And the snow it said "why me?"
Why blame me for the fate of your city?
Everything brought to a halt?
Visions of white? skidding on ice?

Ahead of land's end, approaching the darkness
A precious thing built collapsed to its knees
An explosion of pain confronting the distance
Why blame the rain for the fate of the trees?

It was a man who said, "why me?"
Why blame me for the fate of the planet?
Nothing but clouds in the sky?
Shining stars obscured from the eye?

Shining stars obscured from the eye?
Radioactive nigiri?
Why blame the rain for the fate of the trees?
Roller coasters in the sea?
Don't blame the rain for the fate of the trees!