Come to the place where nature’s blessings flow
We’ll settle in a life long left behind
To play the music fast, and sing it slow

The world outside may scream and fall apart
But it can’t hurt us living in the past.

Reality’s become a crazy show.
We’ll take the modern world and hit rewind
Come to the place where nature’s blessings flow

Forget the world and all its many cares
They’ll kill themselves just fine without us there

We’ll tend the crops, we’ll reap, and plant, and hoe
We’ll live the simple life and still find time
To play the music fast, and sing it slow

And if they bomb the cities flat at last
We’ll sell our goods to any who come past.

The two of us need fear no friend or foe
No threats or enmity of any kind
Come to the place where nature’s blessings flow

No duty have we but to us alone
We didn’t make this planet a warzone

We’ll live in peace, and never need to go
We’ll set the pace, and it will be just fine
To play the music fast, and sing it slow

The world could end and we would never know
The perfect spot to live well and unwind
Come to the place where nature’s blessings flow
To play the music fast, and sing it slow

 

Form: Grá Reformata

Prompt: The video in this post. I expect I’ve completely misrepresented the song, sorry – I was listening to the mood rather than the words, and I’ve long wanted to write about the dark side of self-sufficiency.

This form is tricky. I should have given it more than one hour.