Climbing on the mountain, floating out on the sea

Far from lights of a city, the elements they speak to me

Whispering that life, existed long before greed

And balancing the world on its knee

Don't see some men as half empty, see them half full of shit

Thinking that we're all but slaves

There ain't gonna be

No middle anymore, it's been said before

The haves be having more, yet still bored

Won't someone save?

Won't someone save the world?

Won't...

Won't...