Gather around

All the things that we admire

To be here is where I wanted to be

To abandon who I was

 

Gather around

As we’re pushed towards the fire

We’ve been tricked into believing that all

Starts and ends within our walls

 

Gather around

Holding close your sons and daughters

Promise them that we will all be alright

Let them know you love them all

 

Talk to yourself

Let your essence be the answer

While we chase the meaning of who we are

Navigating through a storm

 

 

Gather around and follow me

Something misled us to this

Wanting it all is poverty

Rich is the one who is free

 

Be the one who wakes up

All of those who roam

 

Shake your head to the sides, wake the animal inside of you

Run away from it all let the wildness be your home

Plant a tree, kill a man, let your instincts be in charge of you

Where you walk, what you dream, measures who you really are