Follow The Leader

She walks down the sidewalk wondering

Lost in thought as the cars they pass her by

Wondering whose life this is and why

All of the things she had moved on

There's things she cannot quite understand

They're so happy following tradition

And she just can't

Lungs are breathing, heart is pumping

This means she's alive but they say

Something's wrong with her feeling this way

Afraid to find years(? ), come out and see

Those same people following her lead

Hoping that what she has is now what they all need

When she looks at them now she just smiles

As mis-led souls trample untold miles

When if they just followed their hearts they could be

Gifted for the rest of their trials

Lungs are breathing, heart is pumping

This means she's alive but they say

Something's wrong with her feeling this way

Can you feel it, can you feel it

Can you feel it, can you feel it

Can you feel it, can you feel, feel it

Can you feel anything, can you feel anything at all