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RUNNING WITH THE BUFFALO
Written by James Burke, Michelle Schalm, Bill Irwin (SOCAN) Got a big ol’ smoked brisket, on the table tonight
Four bottles of Chilean wine, chillin’ out on the deck
Whole family’s coming over, for a barbeque
Grandkids gonna come pilin’ in, gonna jump all over me

California’s burning, they’re handing gas masks out in Delhi
Greenland’s melting, Brazil is turning to ash
It only takes 3 hours to fly all the way to Phoenix
There’s a plastic island the size of Texas floating in the South China sea

What have we learned, what have we learned, what have we learned?
What have we learned, what have we learned, what have we learned?

Is it really true, this mess can never be fixed?
Are we running with the buffalo, heading over the cliff?
Will common sense ever be common once more?
Can we find our way back to the garden?

What have we learned, what have we learned, what have we learned?
What have we learned, what have we learned, what have we learned?

Can we find our way back to the garden?
Can we find our way home?
Can we find our way back to the garden once more?
Can we find our way home?

Got a big ol’ smoked brisket, on the table tonight