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