Inward [Live in Portugal]

Inward, where I call my home And drink from universal springs unknown While lonely white men, on their thrones so high, Make choices whether I may do or die And thinking overtime, I hurt myself Over and over Iu0027m bleeding from my mind, cruel to be kind, Thatu0027s what they said in their eyes, I know it well, Iu0027ve seen before I see reflection, and it stares back true, Its all I ever thought and all I knew, While blinded masses, take their cues from those, Whose motivation comes from thoughts of gold. And thinking overtime, I hurt myself Over and over Iu0027m bleeding from my mind, cruel to be kind, Thatu0027s what they said in their eyes, I know it well, Iu0027ve seen before (vocalese) And Hard times, makes everybody a little stronger And in the action good remains longer And life it seems to bloom in wonder