Make it Right
As I listen to the world around
I am amazed how all abound
with what about me, why us, or we didn't do it
And still for more all beg for more like an endless pit
So I say I ant no more than I need to live
And to the others I will give and give
But when it's gone who is to say why should I live
In a place where the sky is free, water is everywhere
But I don't make enough to stand here or there
I don't belong anywhere
Yet here I stand, you won't see me hold out my hand
Except to play in the sand
Take what you want if that makes you happy
And pay the storage to keep that you must have
When I leave this world all of mine will come with me'
Wait and see
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