Do we even have a say?
Do we even have a voice?
Did we ever stand a chance?
Do we really have a choice?

[Verse 1]
It seems we are powerless to resist the fate written in the stars
Obliged as if hands were tied, destiny awaits as time and tide dictates


[Verse 2]
It seems we are karma bound by action forgot from another life
Somehow universe requires balance opposite – third Newton law predicts


[Verse 3]
It seems this an endless cycle of samsara, as if born to die
Around and around we go, up and down we flow, across species divide

[Chorus x 3]
(I think we do)