Find the way back.
That's what I've been blessed with, the marvelous and dirty chore.
The connection I had with our selves and the earth
Was more than just beauty, I've always wanted more.
So we Feel more than felt
And we forgive to move on
Oh, how I woke.
I felt the synthetic sheer off all the warmth
I didn't cry out because I had been sold
I lost all humane and respect for what my forefather's told.
There's a difference between us and the strong
We've fight and we've fought but we've stopped because we
Know its wrong