Why should we work for a living, if working every day is killing us If in our hearts we know that we aren’t satisfied Our 40 hour weeks are 40 hour wastes of time Don’t give up heart, I hope you wont You’re scared to be a failure but I promise that you wont because You don’t need a map if you love the road you’re on Just keep on driving forward let the journey be your home
We hold our lives, in our hands Letting them flow through our fingers like desert sands You don’t have to prove yourself to anyone So hold on as tightly as you can
Don’t waste your time with a job that you hate Just to buy some fancy things you wont appreciate Im not pretending that no one need to work But no one needs to feel so worthless
So if you’re feeling lost and like you have no power Remember you’re not meat to eat or sheep to just devour We’re living, breathing, thinking screaming human stinking beings More money never meant more depth of feeling
We hold our lives, in our hands Letting them flow through our fingers like desert sands You don’t have to prove yourself to anyone So hold on as tightly as you can