Should I close my eyes and prophesize Hoping maybe someday come? Should I wet the ground with my own tears Crying over what's been done? Should I lift the dirt and plant the seed Even though I've never grown? Should I wet the ground with the sweat from my brow And believe in my good work? My good work My good work My good work Hey there, I'm flying up above Looking down on the tired earth I can see, I can see potential Speaking through you, speaking to you From all of heaven's possibility Power, hey, do know how it work? Hey, do you know that the meek They shall inherit the earth? You should work, you should work Yeah, for the self and the family Should I hit the water or stay on dry land Even though I've never swam? Take machete, take them into the brush Though at first there is no path Taste the war paint on my tongue As it's dripping with my sweat Place my gaze in the future's path Seeing things that ain't come yet Hope to watch the victory dance After the day's work is done Hope to watch the victory dance In the evening's setting sun Hope to watch the victory dance Over many lives to come Hope to watch the victory dance In the evening's setting sun Setting sun Setting sun Setting sun Hope to dance the victory dance After the day's work is done Hope to dance the victory dance In the evening's setting sun Hope to dance the victory dance Over many lives to come Hope to dance the victory dance In the evening's setting sun, setting sun