First Things First

First things first
When you can quit living in the past
And you stop worrying 'bout tomorrow
Then I think you just might last

And I know the price of freedom
Getting more than a little high
With these angry days of sorrow
We find the meaning of a lie
So, I sing about first things first

First things first
Remember everything you pass
And when it's time to go on back
Remember to put the first things first

And I know the price of freedom
Getting more than a little high
With these angry days of sorrow
We find the meaning of a lie
So I sing about first things first