First Things First — текст песни (Stephen Stills)

First things first
When you can quit livin` in the past
When you stop worryin` `bout tomorrow
Then I think you just might last

And I know the price of freedom
Gettin` more than a little high
In 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
When it`s time to go on back
Remember to put the first things first

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