Put It All Back

I remember the buzz of a summer in June
And the smell of cut grass by the ponds
The bees on the holy magnolia trees
Sang for childhoods that never felt wrong
We picked at young knees these abrasions
Of living a life so oblivious to fear
Forgive me, can we put it all back
Can we put it all back

We majored in innocence and played
To our strengths to a nature that couldn’t reply
Looking behind us, I shudder to think
That reaction these days is a sigh
We broke our connections to the temptress
Called Gaia who laid out her treasure for us

Forgive me, can we put it all back?

Please forgive me