It’s not all in fear that we live
It’s not only humanists who give
It’s not only warm near the sun
It’s not being safe behind a gun
There aren’t only flowers in the spring
It’s not at all too late to do your thing
It’s not about the numbers on a clock

It’s not about the value of the stock
It’s not that I think that you are mine
It’s not in the grape that makes the wine
It’s not that denial lives in our heart
It’s not that I don’t want a fresh start
It’s not the ultimate goal to make a buck
But it’s not that you seem to give a fuck

***maxheadroam2012