Story Behind the Song
This song was written in 1984 for an Earth Day observance at the Unitarian Church where I was a member. It was performed once, and then recorded on a cassette tape, which subsequently disappeared. I found the sheet music and re-recorded it in 2002.
Lyrics
Earth may be just a rolling stone.
The choice is clear, let's just make it home.
Earth's first age was emptiness -- volcanoes, ash, and flowing lava. No life could exist on this world. But out of the ammonia and lightning-charged air came a synthesis -- an amino crude -- and the creation of a chance.
Life finds a home where it's free to grow.
Silence fuels an amber spirit, questions start to flow.
What do we know? Where are we to go?
Love becomes the cause and answers the questions why,
Eyes that see the lover's beacon give hope a try.
No more confused with a weaker claim, love becomes the focus of the only truth that's plain:
War is insane, peace, creation's name.
Earth may be just a rolling stone.
The choice is clear, let's just make it home.
From the dawn of ages, true hearts have sustained a dream: That with kindness, mercy, and love, we may earn the stewardship of creation. Let us pray for wisdom to match our power, that we may sustain life, the Earth's unanswerable wonder.
Long live the joy on the eagle wing.
Sleep in peace, oh newborn tiger.
Bees use well your sting.
Flowers come unfurled -- adorate our world.
When you need to be a peace, listen to the rustling leaves.
Feel your heart, the quieter part.
Learn the lore of Earth, root of God's rebirth in our souls.
On this rare June day of May we think of what we love:
Whales and sails and plastic pails and sunny skies above.
What better day to resolve to change,
While acid rains, and trees look strange, and bombs home on the range.
Push comes to shove, the world's gonna need our love.
Earth may be just a rolling stone.
The choice is clear, let's just make it home.
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