with gentle words he spoke to me
you think you are - but you're not free
your wants and dreams still rule this life
and they're the source of all this strife
the gift of life is love and grace
but in this world they find no place
man today just lives for dollars
none are free - for all wear collars
slaves to all the things still wanted
live in shame as pride is flaunted
this great addiction is our plight
its cravings fill each day and night
we suffer from our endless need
destroy a world our final deed
this need not be our lasting fate
there is still time - it's not too late
but each must learn we're born to serve
tho few today have found the nerve
to break the chains of greed and fear
and serve/love the life we once held dear
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