Web 57DHYAFZZFLLB September 11 2026 Welcome to September!
Welcome to September!
There is no replay of life for
Us, Even if we ignore our air
It will find you, you inhale.
Acting at our best to clear it
Turn our backs on Mother, hear it
Whoosh back in with Earthly spirit
Everybody wants to breathe clean air.
There’s a room where air is purified
Where particulates won’t find you
Until you forget to turn on engines
Holding hands until the walls don’t hold
it out. Should have Heat Pumps all around
Another round for the World this time
Forget wood burning and we will shine
On, Everybody wants to breathe clean air.
Clean air does not last forever
When we heat with fire and never
Think what Heaven could be like
Even on the Twelfth in September.
I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That wind chimes played, which pleased this crowd
Does this crowd really care for music, do ya?
It goes like this, the major lift, by purification
It baffles riff raff, who heat with wood, in unison.
Air purifiers are strong, but you needed proof
To force you to stop burning wood
The smoke forces others to see you
Smoke ties neighbors inside their house
It breaks your neighbors and they grouse
From their coughs, you know they can’t ignore you.
I did my best, it wasn’t much
Tried to pass laws, it lit a torch
Among wood burners, who passed others.
I’ve told the truth. I didn’t come to fool yer
And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand here with my Wind Chime Song
With nothing left to say but “I see through ya”
“When the air is clean, I see through ya.”
Crimson flames from wood burning
Smoking high and low into my yard
Particulates counted on distant roads
Should be measured hyper-locally instead
Ideally using maps downloadable online
“We’ll meet on edges, of PM limits, lines
Drawn by The World Health Organization, and how
I can tell you I am a member of, Who, somehow,
It reaches me across the world and tells everyone
“You have to stop burning wood somehow.”
I dreamed romantic facts without doubt
Rip down all fire and smoke outs
lit by evangelists who answer to no one
And who have no angels among them.
I can take you to the nearest star
Just do not stay as you are