Letras
I think we could all be happy if we learn how to accept things as they are without changing
them, without trying to control the outcome of the circumstance.
I'm walking downtown right now, I see so much homelessness, so much poverty, so much just
a distinction of rich and poor, of highs and lows, and yet the one thing that makes them
all equal is the fact that they're all in the same place. Millionaires are sitting here with
the crackheads, millionaires are sitting in City Hall, the homeless are sitting in City Hall. One
has a tent and the other one has a mansion in the hills. What makes them different? Some
imaginary numbers on a credit card? That's a good question.