If they blow a hole in my backyard
Everyone is gonna run away
The creeks won't flow to the Great Lake below

Will the water in the wells still be ok?

We'll need to build some new apartments

And I know we're gonna have to fix the roads
But if we blow a hole in the escarpment
The wild ones won't have anywhere to go


If they blow a hole in the backbone
The one that runs cross the muscles of the land

We might get a load of stone for the road
But I don't know how much longer we can stand


We'll keep driving on the Blind Line
If we don't know where we want to go
Even knowledge that's sound can get watered down

Truth can get sucked out the car window

We're two-thirds water

What do we really need?
But sun, showers, soil and seed
We're two-thirds water

The aquifers provide
Deep down in the rock
There's a pearl inside


If they blow a hole in the backbone
The one that runs across the muscles of the land

We might get a load of stone for the road
But I don't know how much longer we can stand