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