Better Idea

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