Pound a Rhythm Younger Brother

I close my eyes but nothing stops
I try to relax but I'm tied in knots
Can't turn it off like a water tap
I'm even trapped by the morning light

Pound a rhythm on the soil, my friends
Speak of all that's lost and gone
Put down the dollar, beautiful
Take me through your door

I feel like breathing someone inside
I hope tomorrow's sun will rise
Lost in myself, trying to sing my song
Trying to sing my song, trying to sing my song...

Pound a rhythm on the soil, my friends
Speak of all that's lost and gone
Put down the dollar, beautiful
Take me through your door

Hold me down
I want to live. Hold me down
I want to live. Hold me down
I want to live. Hold me down

Pound a rhythm on the soil, my friends
Speak of all that's lost and gone
Put down the dollar, beautiful
Take me through your door