Different feelings, different ways We are from a different race Look upon the woman's face Not one feature out of place A face that I see everywhere Bags of self-importance and When time is spent in company The time is treasured, thoughts are free Unlike the hectic competition That draws down a competition Look into the woman's eyes Somewhere there's some comfort lies There's a beauty that I am from Mutual feelings comfort me I cannot ignore the game That causes pressure and some pain What's around it gets drawn in Into the mess of boxing ring In those eyes a different stare Is this the beauty I should wear? Would that knowledge comfort me? Then would I be really free? Listen to excited chatter About the latest things that matter Permanent enough to ruse it Glorifies a feeble shoot Neither cynical or angry Just a little more unhappy Happy moments after sweat Sometimes no need to say a word Happy moments after sweat Sometimes no need to say a word