Put Your Title Down

You count the coins and years of work

That put them in your pocket

Could you exist on any less

If suddenly you lost it?Do you depend on your own hands?Put your title down

Everything you have is a gift

Put your title down

Be thankfulIs sustenance the effect of work

Or is that an illusion?

The earth's carefree simplicity

Has led to my conclusionI depend on my own handsPut your title down

Everything you have is a gift

Put your title down

Be thankfulThe nurturing of birds and trees

Is not of their own will

The Source providing all they need

Is nurturing me stillPut your title down

Everything you have is a gift

Put your title down

Be thankful