This is what we are given Cold brick and hard steel Chairs and benches, cold and black White painted concrete blocks Skeletal structures of metals, grates, fencing off This is what we are given This is where we live This is our normal Blocked from nature, from the cool, soft, fertile earth Ch Look around, look up You’ll see the faces of those you’ve missed All this time, There is another way There is another way This is what we are given So we take it, we take it And squeeze the moments of joy, of love, of passion In between long droughts of obligation, occupation, fear.. This is what we are given Sneakers, shoes and sandals shield us from nature From the nurture of our earth We don’t know better Ch Slower Take off your shoes, bury your feet in the cool, wet sand In the loamy, fertile, fecund earth Take what is yours, take what is yours! I don’t want my feet to get dirty That’s unhealthy, that’s not vogue My new sneakers might get wet, it’ll ruin them! Ch Take what is yours! Take what is yours! Take what is yours!