This is my voice
My weapon of choice


This is life
This is life


This is plate
This is a cup
This is a story I didn't make up

This is a girl lost in the woods
Some kind of wagon from some other 'hood


This is a voice
These are the hands
This is technology

Mixed with the band

Are you going into the light

Are you free of fear today
When you lie down to sleep do you kind of float away


This is life
This is life


Most of my crimes are of optimism
40 thousand volts of recognition
They tried to strip me of dignity

But I still have tenacity

These are the words I didn't invent

Only an attempt to say what I meant

This is the paper

This is the pen
This is my weapon
A means to an end


Are you going into the desert
You're out of control of your fate

There are no warriors without a war
So get ahead before it's too late


This is life (ya'll)

Lay down your spear

Let go your fear
Far becomes near


Oh Lord
This is life (hey!)


This is the tree
The Buddha slept under
These are the clouds

This is our thunder

This is what makes me look up and wonder

Into the eye of the wind
Through the rain
On to the plain


This is what I'm focused on
This is my head on straight

This is the harness
This is the bait
This is me

I'm flying again

This is a lawyer

Professional liar
There, Taking
Igniting the fire


This is the key
This is the door

Imagine the view from the ba!@&(t floor

(Hey!)
Now you're going into the desert
You're out of control of your fate

Are you a slave in a chain of command
Serving up another man's head

This is life


Lay down your spear
Let go your fear
Far becomes near
Look out


This is life

Are you going into the light
Are you freeing your fear today
When you lie down to sleep

Do you kind of float away

This is depression
It comes when you're blocking
This is expression
It comes when your rocking


This is life

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)
This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)
This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)
This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)
This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

When you lie down to sleep
Do you kind of float away
(This is a plate, this is a cup, this is a story, this is a story I didn't make up)


When you lie down to sleep
Do you kind of float away
(This is a plate, this is a cup, this is a story I didn't make up)

This is the world still healing
This is man that's feeling
This is the world still turning

This is the rage still burning
This is the man not learning
This is life