Big
You were so loud
So proud
Untested shield and microphone against the world
Big ideas and faith of what was right
What was wrong
Silly plans of president from a country song
Unaware of the clockwork of America
Sweet child.
If only I could tell you to keep running
To keep getting on stage and not look into the audience
Their whispers, their hate from the dinner table
Are not for you.
Find your light, hit your mark, ready your que
the world is yours.
Im sorry I lost you for a bit.