I heard a song today.
It had the minor fall and the major lift,
But the heart fell short in the singers voice
He’s just trying to keep up with kitsch.
But we won’t put up with that shit.
We’ve got the energy that we need
We can turn these wheels, we’ve got the means, we’re ok.

Because all the times that I wished I was what they were
I was so much more and they were all falling short.
I found strength in disillusion, fighting confusion,
We are blessed with a brand new age, a new page.
We’ve got the basements and we’ve got the bands.
We can turn it all around it’s all in our hands, Alright.

Just put your best foot forward
All seeds bloom in time.
Just put your best foot forward
And leave your fears behind.

Because fears are for the blind.