Game of Tribes

When we were young, we didn’t really think of what was to come.
On top of a hill, waiting for the world to give us it all,
You’ve out grown your clothes.
The hill you used to climb now looks like a cliff
Where do we go, where do we wind up
If we don’t let them make our minds up, Can we ever win, in this game of tribes
Grew up in a day, how can you expect me to know what to do,
I’m playing along, to go upstream’s such a hard way to swim,
There’s no way to win.
Each time I pass a test there’s a new one ahead
Where do we go, where do we wind up,
If we don’t let them make our minds up, Can we ever win, in this game of tribes