We Make Our Own Light

I see the grave without a worry
I have no bones to pick, oh no
Cause when you hold a grudge, you start to hurry
And slip into your grave too early, oh

It's like I have said since day one
Walk without a worry, oh my son
And let they who mix their words be certain
Of their shifting place and time

We make our own light
Where we want
We make our own sound
Whenever we need

We didn't dance, we didn't hurry
We didn't when the band marched our way
It's no concern if it's not burning
I don't find much to be concerning

There are those who try to please
By changing colors and evolving lines
But I give advice as one who lives
And makes their own time and place