The uncreative mind spots wrong answers Lost in the maze of backward dancers It’s not about cash it’s not the…

The uncreative mind spots wrong answers Lost in the maze of backward dancers It’s not about cash it’s not the deal The question’s deeper something real They chase the coins like a fleeting ghost Ignoring the roots that matter most Do we have the strength do we have the tools Or are we just playing the game of fools Do we have the resources the fire to burn The courage to build the tides to turn Money’s a shadow it fades away But resources stay and pave the way They ask the wrong questions they seek the gold While the earth is rich and the stories told We hold the power beneath our hands A treasure buried in shifting sands The world is loud with empty noise But we hold the voice that destroys The doubts the fears the hollow chase Resources shine in every space Do we have the resources the fire to burn The courage to build the tides to turn Money’s a shadow it fades away But resources stay and pave the way