You’ve got one thing, I’ve got another
I’m thinking maybe we should help each other
Work a little less, make a little more
What else is it for?
You’re either dying young or living to be poor
When we get traction, you’ll see what I mean
Lower those shields, turn on that tractor beam
Move a little less, float a little more
Don’t say you’re unsure
You’re either on this cruise or swimming to the shore
Stars are burning all of the time
You’re no black hole cuz I can feel you just fine
I can feel you, I can hear you
My sun never sets when I am near you
By Chris Hartman