I'm planting flowers
They're mowing trees
I use my power
To stay on my knees
I don't see color
I just see light
The grey is another
Fed to you lie
I won't be wrong
I won't be wrong
Maybe we don't have long
But I just won't be wrong
I speak no evil
They're forging words
Debating people
Is this a curse?
I don't see color
I just see light
The grey is another
Privilege of time
I won't be wrong
No I just won't be wrong
Maybe we don't have long
But I just can't be wrong
Oh, from the river
And To the sea
Oh, grieving mothers
My mind will be free
Oh, from the river
And to the sea
My pals in mind
We will be free