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I Want to be a DrummerI want to be a drummer,The beat of fingernails on my desk,A fill in for the real sound,Which thumps like the heartbeat in my chest,I want to be a drummer,When the bugle plays,Marching among the others,The mighty and the brave,I want to be a drummer,A drumstick in each hand,And let them fall accordingly,To be heard across the land,I want to be a drummer,To memorize the calls,To play for each dying man,And for when we triumph tall,In my mind I am a drummer,Hearing the gunshots roar,Standing by my own father,As we partake in war.
Try AgainYou just have to try a little harder,Start up again and then you may falter,Make your foolproof plan,Decide to succeed,Hide in denial when the hope takes a leave,Think it over again,Give it one last shot,Shoot for your goals,Then watch the stars drop,Let go of your dreams,Let them fall to the ashes,Rewind memories,You have no more passion,Pick yourself up,Brush off the denial,Pick up the movements that lay dusty in a pile,Paint a new picture that uses old words,Remember the reasons you wanted to be heard,Stand there in silence,Reminisce for a while,Take time to recreate,No more acting like a child,Step back to the top,Throw caution to the wind,Time for action and consequences,A victory song to sing.