Like a Ghost

Inspired by Neil Young's comment at farm aid (at the end of Old Man youTube) about how climate change is moving around showing its face from place to place like a ghost.

It’s blowing in the winds

Running down the river

It's all our selfish sins

Were never meant to hurt her

It's trouble from the rain

And hurricanes that blow

Will it ever be the same

With all the seeds we sow

Like a ghost, like a ghost

A haunting prophesy

Like a ghost, like a ghost

You can feel but never see

It's heating like a stove

So over stoked with wood

Can't shut the fire down

But knowing that you should

Point at the other guy

Him and his bad habit

And tell each other lies

Acting like you get it

Like a ghost, like a ghost

A haunting prophesy

Like a ghost, like a ghost

You can feel but never see

Woke him up from a sleep

A ghost of the past life

He was oil in the deep

Now he’s driving out of sight

Leaves a trail no one sees

Burns and fuels blue sky

With ancient energy

Maybe that’s a reason why

Thanksgiving is like summer

It’s green on Christmas day

Really makes you wonder

Is there the will and way

To turn this thing around

Get off the treading mill

To follow something found

Or pay the final bill

Like a ghost, like a ghost

A haunting prophesy

Like a ghost, like a ghost

You can feel but never see

Tar sands spewing more

Than all the cars across this land

Past time that the children

Lent their Mother earth a hand

Raise your heads up to the sky

Can you hear the howling beast

Open up your eyes

The Wendigo has been released

Like a ghost, like a ghost

A haunting prophesy

Like a ghost, like a ghost

You can feel but never see