I have my thoughts to position But do I know how to act? I have no silent ambitions But does that make me a man Until I learn all I can And mean all I understand As a way of giving I'm a piece of the earth I take no offence I can be who I am I have no pretence Only to what you can be If you want to be It's a way of living
I've got a pen in my pocket does that make me a writer Standing on the mountain doesn't make me no higher Putting on gloves don't make you a fighter And all the study in the world Doesn't make it science
So grab a piece in the air Try an' make it sing Try and be who you can It's the real, real thing I'm into what you can be If you want to be As a way of living
I've got a pick in my pocket does that make me a player Words can't do - what action does louder Putting on gloves doesn't make me a fighter And all the study in the world doesn't make it science
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