What matters in life beyond the fields we see?
Does our cruelty to other lives mean anything?
Does our existence go on beyond our dreams?
Do gray skies above stop our ability to thrive?
If our wounds can be healed, will hope arise?
What can be done to be certain we survive?
What can be done to be certain we get enough?
There is one answer, we must commit to love
Our companions are loyal, and watch over us
And sooner or later, they see us fight for justice
