Spiral notebook, sitting there
Blank, lined pages, sit and stare
Writer’s block, just look within
Write your heart, admit the sin
It’s all there to be arranged
Sift it though and make a change
We’re all trekking through the mud
Prayed for rain and got a flood
Everything in disarray
Lost it all, can only pray
Could ask why, but why is that
Doesn’t change where we are at
What we need is to get by
Then get through to new blue skies

What is it you have, let it go
What is it you crave, take it slow
What is it you feel, let it show
What is it that’s real, do you know

Take a trip, enjoy the ride
Let new wonders catch you eye
New adventures change your mind
Build memories, pass the time
Give us drive to face the day
Hoping more will come our way
That is not the nature here
Now and then we shed a tear
Still they break monotony
Like spotting land from the sea
But we can recall the joy
Of playing with our toys
We can surely still have fun
Raise your hands up high and run

What is it you have, let it go
What is it you crave, take it slow
What is it you feel, let it show
What is it that’s real, do you know

Don’t just think it, say it
Listen to yourself
Don’t compromise, do it
Humbly ask for help
Fight for the past, the way you were
Our hope will last, that’s what it’s for
Our hope will last, that’s what it’s for
Our hope will last, our hope will last