Standing on a chair, on a table
Standing on my bed, on rock solid ground
Standing on a cliff, unafraid of the height
Standing on a carpet of clouds
This time I’m standing up for me.
Ifs and Buts make a sweet dream
But a Yes is a Yes and never a No
A Maybe could be an exciting proposition
But truth be told, I want it no more
This time I’m standing up for me
Words beckon you to follow suit
They lift you up and spin you around
But words are just a whisper in your ear
The gravity of action is what pulls you down
This time I’m standing up for me
Compromises, surprises - glorify the unexpected
But trust in the trust that you can rely on
Promises make you blind but you can never escape
the revelation that the illusion has gone
This time I'm standing up for me
There is no regret, I feel no rancour
You are who you were and will remain the same
But when your rules stop making sense to me
I'll take my red card and walk out of the game
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