I try to do what's right
I try to stay true
to my heart and to you
but when the band strikes up, my soul takes flight.
Writing it all down
everything I feel
hoping they can make me more genteel
but when the music starts, I can't help but dance around.
They said it was wrong
to get so worked up
like an unruly pup
but when the notes float out, I have to sing along.
They tell me to pray, to entreat
that I'll become a better person
of myself, a better version
but when the drumming starts, my heart hums to the beat.
I'm tired of being told
who to be
and who to see
because when the concert crescendoes, I've never felt so bold.
I try to do what's right
I try to stay true
to my heart and to you
but when the band strikes up, my soul takes flight.
