I start up in the north I grow from special seed
I sprinkle it with sensibility
From French and Hungarian snow
I linger in the sprouting until my engine’s full

Then I move across the sea
To European bliss
To language of poets
As I cut the cord of home
I kiss my mother’s mother
Look to the horizon

Wide eyed new ground
Humbled by my surroundings

I am a citizen of the planet
My president is kwan yin
My frontier is on other airplane
My prisons homes for rehabilitating

Then I fly back to my nest, I fly back with my nuclear but everything is different

So I wait, my yearn for home is broadened, patriotism expanded by callings from beyond

So I pack my things nothing precious all things sacred

I am a citizen of the planet
Democracy’s kids are sovereign
Where the teachers are the sages
And pedestals fill with every parent

And so, the next few years are blurry, the next decade’s a flurry of smells and tastes unknown

Threads sewn straight through this fabric through field of every colour one culture to another

And I come alive and get giddy and I am taken and globally naturalized

I am a citizen of the planet
From simple roots through high vision
I am guarded by the angels
And my body guided the direction I go in

I am a citizen of the planet
My favorite pastime; edge stretching
Besotten with human condition
These ideals are born from my deepest within

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Thanks to (fat yin) for correcting these lyrics. Jun 20, 2008