Wipe that smug look off of your face,
looking like you're on your own private island,
you ought to bring your head back to this place,
and determine just where exactly you stand.

For peace? For rights? For ladies and guys?
For eagles and sheep? Or a country that works?
For a house and three kids or a warm pair of thighs?
Or for the love on earth and all its quirks?

When you dream it is easy to see,
a universe as beautiful and rich as can be,
inside each and every one of us,
waiting to be free.