The Door Flew Open, In He Ran

You've Got To Do It

You've got to do it

You've got to go through with it

So don't screw it

Just do it

You've got to see it

You've got to go and be it

So you'll free it

And see it

You know what I'm talking about

The thing we wish we could shout

Hidden in our hearts

A broken work of art

You've got to know it

You've got to see and show it

So you'll slow it

And grow it

I feel like I always knew it

There's a certain rawness to it

Maybe it's not there

And we're all unaware