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Maurice White & Skip Scarborough
Are you satisfied
In your life and time
Does it clear you mind
With all the hurt you find
Built on Mother Earth
They were meant to stay
Nations bloom today
On gifts of yesterday
Born of the Earth, are nature's children
Fed by the Wind, the breath of life
Judged by the fiery hands of God
World goes by the hand
Of the master plan
Can't you understand
You're but a grain of sand
Do you need a guide
To make you feel satisfied
Head to the sky
Will tell you why
Born of the Earth, are nature's children
Fed by the Wind, the breath of life
Judged by the fiery hands of God