We have big dreams.
We want to spark a change.
Start a revolution against the boss of bosses.
Expose what’s been shoved beneath the surface.
But time is running out.
Our dreams are fading away.
Everything we’ve ever wanted was never here to stay.
The change we want to spark.
Like lighting a fire in the dark.
When it’s pouring rain.
No match or rocks to ignite this flame.
The children cried.
A revolution has come.
People have died.
*post edit coming soon I’m super busy at my day job… spare me :’)