there he stands shaking hands with his fans
its the man with the plan, he's got stans who've got stans
all because he sits and makes stanzas with style
get the people off the stands and go and dance for a while
showing half of a smile, but after a while
you can tell that when he does it there is laughter inside
stoic poet laureate, not worried bout how far he get
a surrogate to socialists who swears that he's not sorry yet
i'm sorry if i lost you there i just got tossed through lofty air
its hard to keep how artists speak from mixing with my dossier
i'm never feeling awkward here but often have that problem
when i'm talking to a common peer my words are lost forgotten
on the beat i'm like auctioneer with speed and with dexterity
but when i share my music they just treat me like its charity
thats fine i haven't sold a thing don't need you to be there for me
my positivity's so strong its seeping in the air we breathe

we stand two feet
you'll never break us never knock us down
these hands, move free
you'll never take it never knock it down

you'll never break it won't take its not tangible
the mental not the animal, a state of mind im planning to
be bigger than the bullshit, a minotaur in miniature
kids a star at pinnacle, not sinister or cynical
I finish all my intervals, i'm ready to be on my way
my apple makes a song a day i hope that keeps the doc away
cuss honest-lay i'm tired, i keep telling you i'm starting now
so far from child, smarter style, not harvard like but stardom bound
we both making mosaic but i'm working with a larger tile
see the bigger picture that we all can be a part of now

we stand two feet
you'll never break us never knock us down
these hands, move free
you'll never take it never knock it down

as a child, i frowned as i peeked out at each
town and city
now i see these sights and sounds were each
signs like a browning leaf that life
in time will lead to death, and dying is
eased by finding the peace within in you,
so i dive into the deepest depths of my
tiny shining piece of this mighty dream
seeking the breadth of possibilities
by freeing my next odd soliloquy
and by believing each step is test
of this gods abilities,
blessed when i let things be and i rest
i'm often awed that i caught the imagery
because i'm not off in the sea sitting and fishing
i stand thinking on my grand vision
glancing at the sands sitting in my hands, slipping in time
and the lands shifting giving me a chance to bring them
pan's wisdom, this is one mans mission giving out
never a simple sound, singing, they can't bring us, down
they can't bring us down,