I'm writing down my dreams, all I'd like to see, Starting with the bees, or else they're gonna die, There won't be no trees, or air for us to breathe, I'll start feeling mad, but then I feel inspired
Thinking about the days coming home with dirty feet, From playing with my dad all day in the creek, He somehow has a way of knowing what to say, So when I'm feeling sad, he makes me feel inspired
We are meant for more, You're the handle on the door, That opens up to change, I know that sounds so strange, today, We are meant for more, You're the handle on the door
That opens up to change, I know that sounds so strange, 'Cause you've always felt so small, But know you want it all, And I hope you feel inspired, Oh, I hope you feel inspired
And how can we escape all the fear and all the hate? Is anyone watching us down here? Death is life, it's not a curse, Reminds us of time and what it's worth, To make the most out of it while we're here
We are meant for more, You're the handle on the door, That opens up to change, I know it sounds so strange, today, We are meant for more, There's a lock upon the door, But we hold the key to change
But how can we escape all the fear and all the hate? Is anyone watching us down here?
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