Grasslands from Earth by Celesterre

The sun comes up and the sun goes down
On the great green grasslands…
Vast and wide
Outstretched under the naked sky
Lie the great green grasslands

These plains seem desolate
Or is this an illusion?
Miles and miles and miles…nothing!
These plains seem desolate
But this must be an illusion
Carcass of a wildebeest, the circling vulture…

See them fly, see them run
In the burning midday sun
Over great green grasslands
Safety in numbers, safety of the flock
To distract the lion, to distract the hawk
On the great green grasslands

Plains so vast and wide
Horizons always far
Supporting gatherings of wildlife
They are the migratory herds that feed on plants
On resilient grasses that cover the sands

The sun comes up and the sun goes down
The clouds gather, the clouds come down
On the great green grasslands…
Hundreds of gazelles await the storm
Hundreds watch the landscape transform
On the great green grasslands

And as the lightning strikes, it sets the fields ablaze
Fire swallows the flesh, the flesh that here once grazed
Morning reveals smoldering bodies and all that has been burned
But through the scorched earth
The shoots of green return…
The shoots of green return

The sun comes up and the sun goes down…
The sun comes up and the sun goes down...

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