Little Fists

Good morning bright eyes

I watched you while you slept

Reflecting on resolutions

Broken and promises kept

You know we’ve got to fall before we walk

We’ve got to sink before we swim

So have patience, stop checking the clock

And if someone locks you out, kick your way back in

They’ll tell you what you are, they’ll tell you what you’re not

They’ll surround you with mirrors, baby, don't get caught

They’ll reduce you, sterilize you, try to cut you down to size, too

Shine too bright, they’ll say you’re just craving attention

You’ll run the gauntlet of their smirks and condescensions

Did you run too fast? Did you fly too high?

Did you see too much with your eyes open fuckin wide?

I’d rather “yes,” be our reply

Than have as epitaph, “Too afraid to try.”

So we’ll dance like wild beasts

Charged with disturbing the peace

And when it looks like things can’t get any worse

We’ll sing until our hearts burst

No compass, no maps

We’ll find our own way back

And when things look bleak, I’ll kiss the tears from your cheek

And watch you clench your little fists in your sleep