Michael Friedman, Justin Levine - Second Nature lyrics

The grass grows, a prairie
A wilderness across a continent
And we take it we clear it out and make it
In our image

The backyards, the driveways
The covered wagons rushing
Through the high planes
The motels on the canyon
They make a second nature
And what was it for, this country
The farms and the blood across a prairie
The nation we become as we
Build a second nature no, no, no
No, no, no no, no, no no, no, no

The rivers run and parking lots the
Endless endless fields and cities
We make them
Replace them with our dreams of the future
And what was it for, the swimming pools
The highways, the ballgames in the dusk
On the battlefield
A time we were so foolish and so young

No, no, no no, no, no no no no no no no
No no no no no no no no no no no no no no

The grass grows, we take it we want it
It's second nature to us