Around the corner you will go And fifteen thousand doors will show You will slide down a wicked lane Of insecurity And a basket full of pain Wildly shaking are your value's shapes Your judgement of today is tomorrow a mistake Have you been the master, the master of your fate Lift it up from the floor Always going straight A big car's not what I want I got my coffee and my chocolate going on A big house is not what I need I got my tunes I got my spirit flowing on Down the stairwell you will go And fifteen thousand bolts will glow No one takes your shoulder's weight Take it, lift it, don't berate What is it that you're living for What lets you float above the floor What is it that takes you ahead It's not wealth, it's your joy instead