Emerald Triangle

Pillars of stone are a light rake size
Appears to be no surprise,
Seedless.
Heaven opens wide,
It’s a fireside.
Emerald Triangle.
There you go,
Wandering in the moonglow.
The Emerald faces West.
And the corner posts all suggest you have it.
“So long,” the campfire sings.
So long until we meet next Spring.

Emerald Triangle logged and moored.
Optimal yield is what is weighed.
From crowded fields to a harvest store.
There’s a pile of money to be made.
A new name, best game, will find a home.
In covered walls are victory halls,
A politician covered in humus and loam.
Take an Emerald Triangle bow.
There you go,
Wandering in the moonglow.
The Emerald faces West.
And the corner posts all suggest you have it.
“So long,” the campfire sings.
So long until we meet next Spring.

(Lead Break)

Whisper soft, forget your cough.
Whisper loud, draw a crowd,
To the Emerald Triangle.
So long the campfire sings
So long until we meet next Spring
So take an Emerald Triangle bow

There’s a footpath running through the grass.
Tracking sun present, future, and past
Is music worth listening to with headphones.
One more spice to make the stock last.
Stolen wishes, stolen visions we’re on our own,
In the Emerald Triangle.
Whisper soft, forget your cough.
Whisper loud, draw a crowd,
To the Emerald Triangle.
The Emerald faces West.
And the corner posts all suggest you have it.
“So long,” the campfire sings.
So long until we meet next Spring.