There isn't time,
time never waits,
he walks for his facts
with us inside.
And I don't know
which faces I will meet
or if I will have a gun in my face
with a man behind.
Too easy to say "so it goes."
Until I am here
I belong to the world.
Too easy to say "Don't I know?"
and rest hidden away
behind a "no."
There is more, more,
than a day off.
There is more, more,
than a violent time.
There is more, more,
but stay close to me.
There is much more on the TV
that fogs the thoughts by now,
that still thinks for us.
Yes, I know it
nothing is ever like you want it to be
and kicks to the mouth, you take and give
but in the end you are what you do.
And don't tell me to give, but give yourself instead
even when there isn't anything more,
for someone is already important.
Oh we,
among these things that we never see
dozens of hands surrendered
strained toward us.
There is more, more
than a day off.
There is more, more
than a violent time.
There is more, more,
but stay close to me.
There is much more
and you know it too.
Together we fall down
but together we come back out on top.
There is more
in keeping us alive.
Is there more
in being aggressive?
There is more,
we need to begin.
There is more, more.
There is more, more.
There is more, more.
There is much more and you know it too.
Much more,
more, more,
much more.
More, more, more, more.