When will we stop and surrender the summit to children.
When did we last speak to someone who didn’t have a caged mind.
When will we stop hearing the deafening screams that soothe our souls.
When will we see the old ways again.
When will you let us go for the future.
When will you fall from your infallible perch and follow us.
When will you let me feel the love you want me to put to words.