For You

Can you see the crowd They're waiting for you As you step out the door The world's stage floor is your It seems so Walking through the halls That overlook you But you will conquer them They'll raise up all your gems It seems so Leaning back as you admire your work Unlike what's come before A brand new form, for sure It seems so Sitting at your desk Hunched over your piece The sweat rolls down your cheek Your arms they feel so weak It seems so Five bare pieces there Unfinished, left floor-bound But you'll pick up your pen You'll try it once again Open up your eyes to books all around They tower over you But you'll read each one through You feel so More than you had thought you could ever know You're not the master yet But if you don't forget You feel so Can you see the world It's waiting for you It won't wait long so now Hop on and take a bow It's time to