All you great men of power, you who boast of your feats

Politicians and entrepreneurs

Can you safe guard your breath in the night while you sleep

Keep your heart beating steady or sure?

As you lie in your bed does the thought haunt your head

That you're really rather small?

If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all



All you champions of science and rulers of men

Can you summon the sun from it's sleep?

Does the earth seek your council on how fast to spin?

Can you shut up the gates of the deep?

Don't you know that all things hang as if on a string over darkness, poised to fall?

If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all



All you big shots who swagger and stride with conceit 

Did you devise how your frame would be formed?

If you'd be raised in a palace or left out on the streets?

Or Choose the place or the hour you'd be born?

Tell me what can you claim not a thing, not your name

Tell me if you can recall just one thing, not a gift, in this life



Can you hear what's been said, can you see now that everything's grace after all

If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all