Climbing on a mountain Floating out an the sea Far from lights of a city The elements they speak to me... Whispering that life Existed long before greed Balancing the World On its knee... Don't see some men as 1/2 empty See them 1/2 full of shit Thinking that we're all but slaves There ain't gonna be... No middle any more It's been said before The haves be having more Yet still bored... Won't someone save? Won't someone save? The World?