Where do we come from?
And to where do we run?
Are these questions
Only on our setting sun?
We're born through struggle
Some with all some with less
We breathe the same air
We strive to make things fair
We are like flowers
With different colors
We're raised in changing lands
When it could be
Through one good given hand
Basically we're the same
We all come from the same grain
Basically we are the same
Where do we come from?
And to where do we run?
Are these questions
Only on our setting sun?
Ever since back when
We've been on an anger path
We can change the wheel
After all we can do it right
We are like flowers
With different colors
We're raised in changing lands
When it could be through
One good given hand
Basically we're the same
We all come from the same grain
Yeah basically we are the same
Yes we're from the same grain