Standing here,
washing your feet on the floor.
remembering how life used to be
Death keeps knocking, knocking on heavens door.
Straddling life with this paper thin delight,
Tearing the veins of envies insatiable appetite,
Broken toes of a preposterous ladder,
To the rich go the spoils,
egos fatter, it doesn’t matter because in the end
I’m still standing.
Nothings gonna tear me down,
Nothing’s going to make us weak
because when we stand together
there’s nothing we can’t achieve.
Why all this commotion over a drop of blood,
Because while we have time we must do what’s right,
before the flood
No more tearing down all the hopes
of everybody’s childhood dreams
Reality is that which is evil is greed,
Give back to the people in need.
I have been wealthy I have been poor,
but I’m the happiest standing with you at your door.
Nothings gonna tear me down,
Nothing’s going to make us weak
because when we stand together
there’s nothing we can’t achieve.
Ham 