This place worships phony textbook gods
I'm forced to sing the chalkboard blues and drive this mind right
Memorize the empty knowledge to
Regurgitate onto the page whatever they say flys
I saw sound seep in the windowsill
It told me I was missing out on life worth living
I jumped out the window, found my friends
All waiting on the other side with appetite to
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Go craft up your spirit
Find your song
Sing bigger than canyons
Build your noggin, not your coffin
Heed your calling, not your wallet
Escape out the window do it quick
The artisan is calling in and he's not waiting
Grab your sword and shield its time to be
Imagination warriors that we're all meant to be
That's how I coped with the change
Of moving away
Growing up unpacking artistry
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Go craft up your spirit
Find your song
Sing bigger than canyons
Build your noggin, not your coffin
Heed your calling, not your wallet