THE IMAGINEERS
Crys Matthews
What if I showed you
where you stand you belong?
What if I told you
there really is no right or wrong?
You've been banging your fist
against a Plexiglas ceiling.
You've been swallowing your sorrows
just to keep from feeling.
You are more than just your day job,
more than what it is they see.
You're like water carving stone—
You wield your power quietly.
Give up or get up.
Get let down, or get out.
Do nothing or do something
you've been too afraid to do 'til now.
We are, we are, we are,
we are imagineers,
the ones who still believe in magic,
the ones who rise above our fears.
We are, we are, we are,
we are imagineers.
Don't think we've given up on dreaming
just because we're marking time in good careers.
What if I showed you
how five years from now will look?
What if I told you
to throw out all those self-help books?
'Cause you've been banging your head
against your corner office wall.
Some folks don't know how to feel big
unless they're making you feel small.
But you are more than just your day job,
more than what it is they see.
You're like water carving stone—
You wield your power quietly.
Give up or get up.
Get let down, or get out.
Do nothing or do something
you've been too afraid to do 'til now . . .
(My thanks to Crys Matthews.)
The Gentle Nudge
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“Give up or get up”.
I will carry that into the new year