I'm growing up in the cracks in the pavement,
here, with my sisters.
here.
Our imaginations fill the gutter as,
beneath your notice,
we grow.
We're gonna take over the world one day,
we're gonna reach out over the stone.
We're gonna join hands and break the bonds
and we're gonna destroy your rules.
We'll flower, one day,
some day.
Some day we'll be just old enough,
just strong enough,
to speak out.
But we're making a stand now.
We'll tell them that we're tired of being trodden on, that
we don't like our shoots being crushed beneath their heavy boots.
We're gonna show them,
we're gonna prove to them
that we are capable of going it alone.
We'll make 'em see just how far we've come already.
We're going right to the top, oh yeah,
ambitions give us wings.
One day, some day, they'll know,
they'll see our petals, bold and bright, over the top of the cracks.
They won't be able to keep us back
and _one day_
they'll notice us.
Until then I'm quite happy to grow quietly,
beneath their notice,
down here, down in the cracks in the pavement.
Here, with my sisters,
here.
Growing in my own way.
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