Take my hand on the front line/ take my hand in the back row/ when I’m tired of repeating/ hold me close don’t let me go/ because I want to be louder/ and to stand up tall/ but I am loading all my cannons with cotton balls/ and its not working
I’ve got the better idea/ they’ve all got leveler heads/ so we listen to their ideas instead/ still I’ve got the better idea
Well I can’t treat my body like a temple when it is failing/ are you kidding/ was that your plan to keep my grounded? It’s not working/ and this seed that you have planted is needing things that I can’t give it
How low does it go?
How low can it get when you’re waiting?
It cannot be done
But I’m scared because I can’t stop trying