i don’t want your progress
it tries to kill
me
you don’t want these trees
you only want towns and cities
you don’t want me
’cause I oppose them
you want me to leave
all i want to do is breathe
you want to devastate
homes that aren’t yours
I don’t want your progress
it tries to kill
me
I don’t want your progress
it pretends that it wants me
it doesn’t want me for myself
it only wants my money
this is just a wood to you
but this is my home
it may not resemble your house
so you’re right and I’m wrong
I don’t want your progress
it tries to kill
me
me
you
we
I don’t want your progress
it tries to kill
me
Flux of Pink Indians