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They’re fighting for the wrong cause, and in dismay they break down,

Gravity pulls them to an undeniable destiny.

And they try to stand proud and tall, but their fate is to fall,

Not all for one but none, none for all.

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, your way is not right for me,

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, this much you have got to see,

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, this much you have got to believe,

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, your way is not right for me.

They think they see things straight, they’ve unlocked Heaven’s gate,

Yet the stairs they use were made from you.

And when they fall down, you shall catch their crown,

They fall from heights while you’re safe, safe on the ground.

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, this much you have got to see,

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, this much you have got to believe,

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, this much you have got to see,

An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt, your way is not right for me.

I will never ever be a part of them,

They call me a thorn but from them I don’t stem,

If they would only take off the blinders and see,

That their approval is not what’s right for me.

You will never ever be a part of them,

They call you a thorn but from them you don’t stem,

If they would only take off the blinders and see,

That your approval is not what’s right for me.

‘Cause our lives have no time, to pay for their crime,

The way for us to see is not through their eyes,

So hold your head up high, into the sky,

Their anger builds while we live in freedom.

Fly away on a breeze, with the autumn leaves,

And take as many others as you can with you,

They live their lives in guilt, a weapon at the hilt,

So scream to them “’An it harm none, do what thou wilt.”