Here is my calling,
It's not long before I am through with payback day
Soon I'll be rolling,
Sweat and sun will guide me through another day
I was hoping
to get my hands on a cargo of profit and pain
I was hoping
to deliver it myself before a deadlock day

Captain wants your time
Captain wants your life
If it's yours to give,
you'll have to or then you'll be next
Captain has me trapped
at this old ranch of his
He won't let go of me, oh he won't let go of me

I'm such a vicious cycle
Can't tell my head neither my toe
Perpetual and faithful
To my daily 'natural' routine
I'm such a godless being
Got no companions or any folks
When one goes full-machinery
Has to apply its function to a maximum

Here is my calling
It's not long before I am through with payback day
Soon I'll be rolling
Sweat and sun will guide me through another day
I was hoping
to get my hands on a cargo of profit and pain
I was hoping
to deliver it myself before a deadlock day

Since the function, is the purpose
It’s devoid of personal desires and aims
What can you do in a world full of tools and captains
And no sense of dreaming for yourself
No sense of something…
Something that matters not because captain said so
Something worth to make you say you live
Something of a white gardenia in the middle of desert
Something of a soft wind and a lot of dust
Something..
Something..
Something..