Put Your Title Down Songtext
von Adam Sams

You count the coins and years of work
That put them in your pocket
Could you exist on any less
If suddenly you lost it?

Do you depend on your own hands?

Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful


Is sustenance the effect of work
Or is that an illusion?
The earth′s carefree simplicity
Has led to my conclusion

I depend on my own hands

Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful

The nurturing of birds and trees
Is not of their own will
The Source providing all they need
Is nurturing me still


Put your title down
Everything you have is a gift
Put your title down
Be thankful