Paroles de What You Do With What You've Got

You must know someone like him He was tall and strong and lean With a body like a greyhound And a mind so sharp and keen But his heart, just like a laurel, Grew twisted round itself Till almost every thing he did Caused pain to someone else It's not just what you're born with It's what you choose to bear It's not how big your share is But how much you can share And it's not the fights you dreamed of But those you really fought It's not what you've been given It's what you do with what you've got Now what's the good of two strong legs If you only run away? And what use is the finest voice If you've nothing good to say? And what good is strength and muscle If you only push and shove? And what's the use of two good ears If you can't hear those you love? Between those who use their neighbours And those who use a cane Between those in constant power And those in constant pain Between those who run to evil And those who cannot run Tell me which ones are the cripples And which ones touch the sun?