Future We - Live Prototype
Come along with me
When you venture out you start to see it
You don't even have to burst to be it
You can trace the source of the foods you eat
And imagine how seeds try to sprout, blocked by concrete
Backed by Nestle, the resources eaten in the weaving
The pain essential to the growth of our being
Let's leave something astoundingly beautiful for Gen Z
And the generations that identify as the future 'we'
This pain
This pain is essential for us to go through
I hope you understand that we have to leave this for Generation Z
I can feel that rain on my bosom, and I know I can own it
I can feel my rain in that drum on my bosom and I know I can own it
I can open up that window, take that deep inhale, take that oxygen in and own it
Let that carbon dioxide die, let it out my spirit, take it back in and own it
This Earth is mine!
This Earth's my worth!
This Earth is mine!
Let me keep my purse!
I feel the rain on my bosom and I think I can own it
I feel that rain on my bosom and I think I can own it
This is my Earth and this is my worth, and if we were trying to divide
It's all about oneness cause this is our turf!
The sound of the earth as we drop our stressors
When you venture out you start to see it
You don't even have to burst to be it
You can trace the source of the foods you eat
And imagine how seeds try to sprout, blocked by concrete
Backed by Nestle, the resources eaten in the weaving
The pain essential to the growth of our being
Let's leave something astoundingly beautiful for Gen Z
And the generations that identify as the future 'we'
This pain
This pain is essential for us to go through
I hope you understand that we have to leave this for Generation Z
I can feel that rain on my bosom, and I know I can own it
I can feel my rain in that drum on my bosom and I know I can own it
I can open up that window, take that deep inhale, take that oxygen in and own it
Let that carbon dioxide die, let it out my spirit, take it back in and own it
This Earth is mine!
This Earth's my worth!
This Earth is mine!
Let me keep my purse!
I feel the rain on my bosom and I think I can own it
I feel that rain on my bosom and I think I can own it
This is my Earth and this is my worth, and if we were trying to divide
It's all about oneness cause this is our turf!
The sound of the earth as we drop our stressors
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Chilton
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