Song without words, night without sleep
Everything has its own time, both and winter and summer
Every star has its own piece of sky
Every sea has a sip of rain
Every apple has place to fall down
Every grabber has opportunity to grab
Every dog has a bone and a stick
And every wolf has the teeth and anger
Again out of the window is white light
Day calls me out for fighting
I feel closing my eyes
That all world starts a war with me
If there is a herd there will be a herdsman
If there is a body there will be a spirit
If there is a step there will be a footprint
If there is darkness there will be light
Would you like to change this world?
Could you take it like it really is?
Could you stand up and go away from formation?
Could you sit on an electric chain or throne?