Why is it that we look so far when all we need is so close?
Why is it that we turn on the TV when we could go for a walk on the beach?
Why do we extend our hearts so often to people who do not want them?
Why do we keep our eyes on the screen instead of on the trees?
I'm so ashamed of where humanity has gone, I don't even want to see them
I'd rather keep my eyes on the leaves where hope and love lingers, oh
{Where has the wonder gone?
Why can't we be children again?
What are we doing sitting in a chair when we could be dancing?
When are we going to see that automated sounds are deceiving?
How are we going to hear when our ears are closed from the whispering?}
I listen to the shaman's drum as it taps out the beat of the earth
I can hear the giggling of the stream just beyond the trees
I find the wind is speaking to me in a quiet echo that thunders
The heat of the sundance is loving on my waiting cheek
Why can't our lives always be this wonderful? oh
I would turn on the TV, but it's so embarressing
To see my own species speaking things they don't even mean
They say they care they care they care
But I don't believe them; I say:
"If you cared, you would be out there dancing with the bees
Instead of walking along a 2-dimensional screen."
