When Rules Change

To the author of this dream

I can't say I know all the answers

I'm short on so many things

But I know the choices we make will make us who we areCan we be brave again?

To put a foot down for what's right?

These things we strive to have

Will fall to the worth of the dirt we walk onMore or less a chasing after the wind

A kind of ignorance the bright despise

Leaving their face without a disguiseLet them know that this is the last time

Let them know they put themselves to shame

Let them know