Am I a butterfly floating through the milkweed?
Am I a lion hot and
Groundhog afraid of its own shadow ?
I've lived in your towns.
I've played by your rules.
I've kept my mouth shut,
And I've listened to fools.
I've bowed down to money,
ignored my own voice.
Right now it's not funny.
I don't have a choice.
I need to tell it like I see it.
I need to speak my own mind.,
I need to say what we all long for and be a voice for mankind
It swirls all around me, this vast world of endless play.
Let the world let the wind carry me, the feather. the spirit,
Let me be moved as I will be moved as our desires move me
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