Climbing on the mountain, floating out on the sea 
Far from lights of a city, the elements they speak to me 
Whispering that life, existed long before greed 
And balancing the world on its knee 
Don't see some men as half empty, see them half full of shit 
Thinking that we're all but slaves 
There ain't gonna be
No middle anymore, it's been said before 
The haves be having more, yet still bored 
Won't someone save? 
Won't someone save the world? 
Won't...
Won't...