Number One

You’re arrogant, egocentric, all about you.

We’re into connection, understanding in all that we do.

You need to be trendy and cool, make people take note.

We speak from the heart instead of the throat.

We’re number one,

Not number two.

There’s nothing you can say,

Because there’s nothing you can do.

We yearn for harmony and blanket equality.

You press for power and class adversity.

We feel compassion, tears when loved ones get hurt.

You stifle empathy and sympathy you subvert.

In light we find our true passion,

Where seeming work changes to play.

Now, open your eyes; let in sweet surprise.

The depths of this life will give way.

You welcome trouble, think how you can benefit.

We aim to aid the wronged, to love we do submit.

You’re rarely satisfied, ever seeking out more.

We’re at peace with who we are, so kindness we adore.

“Fletch” Fletcher – Drums

Tom Gordon – Percussion

Ivan Gates – Bass

Vince Gates – Guitars

Brad McClellan – Lead Vocals

Georgia Mowers – Female Vocals