Should I close my eyes and prophesize
Hoping maybe someday come
Should I wet the ground with my own tears
Crying over what’s been done?
Should I lift the dirt and plant the seed
Even though I’ve never grown
Should I wet the ground with the sweat from my brown
And believe in my good work
Hey there, I’m flying up above
Looking down on the tired earth
But I can see, I can see potential
Speaking through you, speaking to you
From all of heavens possibility
Power, hey do you know how it works?
Hey do you know that the meek, they shall inherit the earth?
But you should work, for the self and the family
Should I hit the water or stay on dry land
Even though I’ve never swam?
Take machete into the brush
Though at first there is no path
Taste the war paint on my tongue
As it’s dripping with my sweat
Place my gaze in the futures path
Seeing things that ain’t come yet
Hope to watch the victory dance
After days work is done
Hope to watch the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun
Hope to watch the victory dance
Over many lives to come
Hope to watch the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun
Hope to watch the victory dance
Over many lives to come
Hope to watch the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun