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Unintended Consequence

from Salt For Silver by Bert Lee

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Music and Lyrics © 2020,by Bert Lee, All Rights Reserved

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A plastic bag blows down the street
gets tangled in a tree,
Chances are another breeze will come to break it free,
to blow it down the alley
through the back lots to the beach
where a child may try to catch it but it sails right past their reach.

It floats out to the ocean
and settles in the tide.
A passing whale might swallow it
and it lodges there inside,
Come jenny, run come see
what's washed up on the sands,
come see the gentle giant
that's been slain by unknown hands.

It's not your fault
it's not mine
it didn't happen by design
it makes us sad
it makes no sense
it was an unintended consequence.

An old man has a cardboard house
in a weed choked vacant lot.
He's long since quit regretting
all the things he hasn't got.
He asks no help from strangers
And he lives as best he can
The people call him homeless,
But I think he's still a man.

He comes down to my street
and throws a blanket on the ground
and makes a little livelihood
from things that he has found.
He might accept a quarter
but he'll settle for a dime,
till the police come to chase him off
because they say that that's a crime.

It's not your fault
it's not mine
it didn't happen by design
It makes us sad
it makes no sense
it's only unintended consequence.

The hills have caught on fire
since the summer brought us drought.
The rangers fight it day and night
but they can't put it out.
The people here are used to it,
it happens every year.
When a thing becomes familiar
we lose all sense of fear.

The weather woman tells us
that there's not much chance for rain.
the scientists predicted this,
and the Christians all are praying.
As for me I'll find a quiet hill
to watch it from,
and practice my acceptance
of the things that surely come

It's not my fault
no it's not yours
sometimes it's parched, sometimes it pours
there's no blame here
to dispense
it's only unintended consequence

It's It's not their fault
and it's not ours
We'll shift the blame
to higher powers
We'll say a long chain of events
led to unintended consequence.

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from Salt For Silver, released February 10, 2020

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Bert Lee Brooklyn, New York

Bert Lee has been writing songs since the mid 1960's, and because of just dumb great luck has had the opportunity to be mentored by a bunch of great composers.

Classical, folk, country, swing, rock, electronic and downright experimental music has been flowing out of him for decades.

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