I have my thoughts to position   But do I know how to act?   I have no silent ambitions   But does that make me a man      Until I learn all I can   And mean all I understand   As a way of giving      I'm a piece of the earth   I take no offense   I can be who I am   I have no pretense      Only to what you can be   If you want to be   It's a way of living      I've got a pen in my pocket   Does that make me a writer   Standing on the mountain   Doesn't make me no higher      Putting on gloves   Don't make you a fighter   All the study in the world   Doesn't make it science, yeah, oh yeah      So grab a piece in the air   Try and make it sing   Try and be who you can   It's the real thing      I'm into what you can be   If you want to be   It's a way of living      I've got a pick in my pocket   Does that make me a player   Words can't do   What action does louder      Putting on gloves   Don't make you a fighter   And the study in the world   Doesn't make it science, yeah, oh yeah      I've got a pen in my pocket   Does that make me a writer   Standing on the mountain   Doesn't make me no higher      Putting on gloves   Don't make you a fighter   And the study in the world   Doesn't make it science      I've got a pick in my pocket   Does that make me a player   Words can't do   What action does louder      Putting on gloves   Don't make you a fighter