Rachel went a'walkin in the woods at twilight Talking to the animals, listening to the trees She heard the beauty in the whistling songbird The rustling of the hickory, the buzzing of the bees She wandered, wondering, what could she bring To give a voice to the silence of the spring One day came the big bulldozers The planes dropping chemicals People cutting trees Rachel saw the bald eagle suffering High up in the canopy To the edge of the sea And oh, they're tearing the big trees down They're covering the crops with a cloud of spray And the bulldozers and the high-rises from town Come so close you can't hear the forest sounds Rachel wrote a book on an old typewriter About the poison in the atmosphere And in the air we breathe She told the truth and the world started listening She was talking for the animals Speaking for the trees