It’s our suffering that brings us together   it’s not our love left don’t obey the mind   and it turns to hate if you force it   the ties that bind us, they’re beyond our choice   the hand that you reach out is empty   the hand that I give you is empty too   how do I expect a hand to help me unless I reach one out to you   all that you have is all you are   all that you have is all you give   you don’t own anything and you’re free   we have no states and no presidents   no bosses, bankers, landlords or war   no charity, no police and no soldiers   and we don’t have very much more   we come to the future with empty hands   naked as a child come to the earth   you can’t take what you haven’t given   and what you give is yourself   you can’t make the revolution   you can’t buy the revolution   you can only be the revolution   and then you are, it’s nowhere