How Can You Sell What’s Mine

I thought there was a difference between selling and stealing
And they said there was an abyss ‘tween warfare and feeling
And I thought that eternity would be here forever
And I was sure that always opposes to never

So how can you sell what is mine?

And I had in mind that we’d sing of our land
Carefully held by our ancestors’ hand
that pacifist cultures would live in peace and the lakes would be kissed by the summer breeze

So how can you sell what is mine?

Never knew that generosity would be met with greed
that dismantling our backyard would proceed

So how can you sell what’s mine.