Your leaves, 

may the sun always kiss.

your air, blow so clean and so crisp

may no more backfire from the human empire

keep you from healing this.

heaven, oh heaven is green

from the mountain, to the sea.

grounded, 

by the green

blackberry bramble in the bay laurel breeze

wash my soul clean,

I beg ‘never leave…’

I can hear your voices, through the trees

heaven, oh heaven is green

from the flowers, to the bee.

heaven in their eyes, I have seen

heaven in our eyes, I have seen

but now they spin round like the perfect machine.

and your sweet forests are clear cut clean, clear cut clean, 

gone from a heaven, heaven so green.

Blue skies above you, all the fish in the sea

What’s it gonna take to love you

the way that you need?

Are we killing time till last bird sings?

Killing time till the last birds sing?

Because then it’s all over, good intentions will smolder,

and bloodied hands will never wipe clean, won’t wipe clean

gone from a heaven, 

A heaven so green.

So your leaves,

may the sun always kiss.

your air, blow so clean and so crisp

may no more backfire from the human empire

keep you from healing this.

Vocals, composition: Maya McNeil

Clarinet: Gabi Castro

Stand up bass: Nick Galotta

Drums, Rhodes, Electric guitar: Beaumont Bradbury

Organ: James Holt 

Production, Mixing and Engineering: Matt McDavid
Co-Production: Maya McNeil