I am fed up with this sad sorry state
I've had enough of having restraint
So I'm rounding up friends to carry the weight
An army of hope, a better brigade
Tearing the mask off of everyone's face
Closing the door on a death worse than fate
Waging a war on wasting away
Making a change...
The sun will stay and like this feeling it won't go away
I must say I've got it bad
I'm standing on a platform that most forget to value
And shouting out a message that everyone should hear
Assembling an army of educated allies
We've seen optimism get a bad rap
And armed with overlooked ideals we will fight this uphill battle
I see a scene that I won't tolerate
What kind of life is constant escape?
A new point of view is all that it takes
Watch us move, watch us shake
Living it up and filling our plates
Finding a way to quicken the pace
Pushing it forward whatever's at stake
Moving along to a far better place
You are the one who carries the weight