When we have ideas
we let them go.
But with hands shaped like feet
we often hear no.

And what am I to do,
snug in my dancing shoes...
when we use ice cubes
for igloos?

If we raise our fists
we'll let them know.
But with arm bones like stones
we move so slow.

And what am I to do,
snug in my dancing shoes...
when we use ice cubes for igloos?

If only what I did was enough
I wouldn't have to try to spill guts.
Get up
and fight them for the things that you love.