It's our suffering that brings us together
it's not our love left don't obey the mind
and it turns to hate if you force it
the ties that bind us, they're beyond our choice
the hand that you reach out is empty
the hand that I give you is empty too
how do I expect a hand to help me unless I reach one out to you
all that you have is all you are
all that you have is all you give
you don't own anything and you're free
we have no states and no presidents
o bosses, bankers, landlords or war
o charity, no police and no soldiers
and we don't have very much more
we come to the future with empty hands
aked as a child come to the earth
you can't take what you haven't given
and what you give is yourself
you can't make the revolution
you can't buy the revolution
you can only be the revolution
and then you are, it's nowhere