Lost Art

Over the hills, and under the forest I found a dusty book It was open to a chapter called nature versus man It said there used to be people before they lost their way Then one strike from nature ending the crusade Lost art we don't understand We must part with the foolishness of man Humans and frogs and tyrannosaurus all buried by the dirt Their time was up the tickets called but they had left a mark All of the statues in marvelous decay The paintings and pictures were all but thrown away Lost art we don't understand We must part with the foolishness of man When we came on down we asked What was the point of molding clay If the earth rewound Then would I know why they bowed down to pray Dancing like fires Screaming at the top of lungs Feelings desires Understand poems of the drums Lost art But found again The lost ark Farewell gift from man