Outro (The Old Prince)

[Kamau] We spend our lives searching like scavengers, finding a way Understanding that light is a sign of the day So we squint in the darkness in search of a glow And falter in trying, in trials we grow Our hearts, they seem broken, our legs, they are weak Our tongues are exhausted from trying to speak Cause sometimes they listen, but often they don't We easily help, but more often we won't Because we've constructed the things that we want Ghost our desires, desire to haunt But our needs as below so above What we all want, should look a little more, like love