we have to make a living
do we have to make a killing
think of what we're doing
in the one life that we live
it can't be lived in fear
we're not means to an end
let's just be present now
amongst our dozen friends
In this struggle we are free
others are watching
it's the cult of you and me
in a world of feeling things
we might never get what we need
from these polluted streams
If we don't become our dreams
well then, what, then?
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