the young boys a blank canvas, the starting peice to a work of art. He stumbled through a valley of carcusses.. to find a golden heart!
The young boy, he wondered, through the valley of broken dreams.
He pushed onward! to a glowing star, to find his destiny!
The young boys father. Denied him inspration.
The boy had an epiphany!
Why cant you tell me?! To live out my dreams!
Why cant you tell me? Im the man i wanna beeee!
(Ohoh ohoh)
He gathered his honor, an whats left of dignity.
He searched for his calling, an screamed god just set me free!
(Save me save me)
I will find my destiny!
(Save me save me)
I will find my destiny!
(Solo)
The red lights wont stop me.
My fire burns to be free.
It will insinerate my bonderies!
No you cant stop me.
(You cant stop me)
I am the man i wanna beeee!
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PoetryA series of songs written by Jesse Ray Parent. My only wish is for my voice to be heard.
