If there were no nickels and dimes No sense of urgency no-o time We could take a moment to pause and look inside Instead we got all these bills to pay Competition rampant in the rat race We forget that we're not 2 but 1 and the same
So sing…na na na I won't forget
Businessmen in their suits and ties Crunching out numbers trying to strategize I wonder if they've ever wondered beneath a starry sky Opinionated people spitting poison darts Disconnected from the essence of their hearts The wisdom of the sages brings light to where it's dark
I walk the middleway the path between two roads I won't buy no money if I have to sell my soul
The ink inside my pen is made from all our tears We may be young but we can see beyond our years Your truths are growing in the dirt of your backyard To harvest their fruit you must patiently work hard
And when I fall I fall so very hard I crash into the mountains like an airplane And when I fly I fly so very high I dash above the mountains like an airplane