I have my thoughts to position
But do I know how to act?
I have no silent ambitions
But does that make me a man
Until I learn all I can

And mean all I understand
As a way of giving

I´m a piece of the earth
I take no offence
I can be who I am
I have no pretence
Only to what you can be
If you want to be
It´s a way of living

I´ve got a pen in my pocket does that make me a writer
Standing on the mountain doesn´t make me no higher
Putting on gloves don´t make you a fighter
And all the study in the world
Doesn´t make it science

So grab a piece in the air
Try an´ make it sing
Try and be who you can
It´s the real, real thing
I´m into what you can be
If you want to be
As a way of living

I´ve got a pick in my pocket does that make me a player
Words can´t do - what action does louder
Putting on gloves doesn´t make me a fighter
And all the study in the world doesn´t make it science