Greta from The Reincarnate by Miriam Maaravi

When the new ones find my bones
Under coliseums long grown over
With green, greener than you've ever seen
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Clover

They'll admire my fighting sentiment
As they pull my bones from sediment
Saying "my, my, life always finds a way"
After forest fires, there will come soft rains

But what have we done?
And what can I do?
When the rich drive their big jet planes
Till we all choke on Co2
And what can I do?
I'm just one life
But Greta don't give up,
And neither will I

When the planet heals itself
They'll hardly notice that we're gone
All that remains of our silent springs
Are the echos of our black swan songs

They'll sing along to our fighting sentiment
As the pull our bones from sediment
Saying "my, my, life always finds a way"
After forest fires there will come soft rains

But what have we done?
And what can I do?
When the rich drive their big jet planes
Till we all choke on Co2
And what can I do?
I'm just one life
But Greta don't give up,
And neither will I

• Alternative
• Folk
• Spoken Word
• indie pop
• singer-songwiter
• Boston