Look around you! This is where the path of hatred has brought us.
My world has changed, and so have I. I have learned to choose and I have learned to say goodbye.
Sing will all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind
The water's always changing, always flowing. But people, I guess, can't live like that
We are all connected to each other, in a circle, in a hoop that never ends.
Sometimes the right path is not always the easiest.