Treasure Island

Adele Katie Bowling

(August 23,1998 / Dayton, Ohio)

Everything


Ever since I started writing
my soul's been pouring out
Each word I write is screaming
let me out

We'll take over the world
with a mighty shout
the words cry
the words cry
let us out

We'll let everyone know
what life is all about
Wherever we go
new words will sprout
the words smile
the words smile
we'll get out

it's an innovation era
a new time has begun
art's about expression
a new song will be sung
the words sing
the words sing
we're almost out

the words cry
the words cry
the words smile
the words smile
the words sing
the words sing

someday, somehow
we'll get out
you'll hear us sing
for we are everything

Submitted: Thursday, December 06, 2012
Edited: Sunday, December 09, 2012

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