Soft Landing

When mankind outgrows its need of things
Forsaking stuff to move in simpler directions
Remembering from our ancient cultures
the sanctity of leaving not a trace
Leaving space for sun and wind and rain
Someone will have to give up the Calvin Klein's

Sunny in San Diego, but half a world away
Europe's smoky dark and growing darker
A billion Chinese wanting cars and not to blame
for acquiring our taste, no one ever made
a fast getaway in a rickshaw at least not now
that Bonnie and Clyde have a three car garage

It's a civil right to have it all and set the pace
of homelessness and bank accounts
Clear cutting with clear consciences
Pointing a finger at someone else's rainforest
Expecting profit and getting it, a record quarter
expanding markets and contracting legacies

Looking for a soft landing in the last best place