i've got a million to choose from
a million ways things could be
in dull moments i feel like
there's a million options i see
the trouble is choosing one
a slave in the fields one night
gets far enough to be a free man
and he's feeling so strong
that's how actions should be
step after step is our only choice in a walk
when we run at the mouth we jump back and forth
there's only one place i'm going
and if my mind tells me otherwise
then it's a poor guide for me
all of the energy in life
is nothing more than a spark in a fire
the whole course of time is the blink of an eye