On His Own - MOORAH

(Is that where we're at?) If we reach up as the waters climb in us The hardest parts Blind to reason, lose the sight of what's to come Below or what's above Falling away, keep all that sun below Seen all your hype Why'd you spend your time leading the chorus When the war was just waiting before us? As if you didn't know You ignored all the darkest of warnings Found our end in the silence of morning It fell beneath the cold I'll take the desert, you take the coast But to each his own I'll take the desert If we reach up as the waters climb in us The hardest parts of your silence Tried to mark the fallen snow We'll leave you here, you know Why'd you spend your time leading the chorus When the war was just waiting before us? As if you didn't know You ignored all the darkest of warnings Found our end in the silence of morning It fell beneath the cold I'll take the desert, you take the coast But to each his own I'll take the desert, you take the coast But to each his own

A person came to my front door just yesterday Wanting to know if I believed in what they say I cannot say if your ideas are right or wrong But you have yours and I have mine To each his own To them that's got the best will come or so they say The ones without won't care or miss it anyway If all men have the right to taste prosperity I wonder why this choice is such a rarity A baby's born a chance in life he does deserve The choices that he has to choose from he soon learns Are they determined by the colour of his skin Or do we take the time to see what lies within To each his own Understanding is the real thing oh, ooh To each his own We sacrifice or compromise through foolish pride We'll even lie to each his own hmm, yeah Ooh, ooh You do it your way hmm Your own thing Your own thing Your own thing Your own thing Your own thing Sometimes a thousand questions Seem to plague your mind Somedays the answer are impossible to find And everybody has advice on what to do Just carry on with what you feel for you is true With all we are we never seem to satisfy The expectations others have of you and I So critical of who I am and what to do Looking at me when you should be looking at you.