I bet if you could have any wish, you'd wish for a sky full of...
Cars.

All of the fastest ones,
All of the coolest ones,
All of the most souped up ones.

But I bet,
That even if you got your wish,

No matter how remodeled the car is,
No matter how cool the car is,
No matter how fast the car is,

You still can't seem to find a way to be here when I need you.

Sleeping, crawling, walking,
Running,
Where am I going?
Running,
Gotta get there fast.
Running,
Running,
Running,
Walking.
Looking behind,
Wish I could walk backwards.

A million and one,
A million and two,
There's a million of me
But only one of you.

A million and three,
A million and four,
There's a million times
I'll say "I love you more."

A million and five,
A million and six,
There's a million things
We don't need to fix.

A million and seven,
A million and eight,
There's a million more nights
That we could stay up late.

A million and nine,
A million and ten,
There's a million ways
For this poem to end.

Whoever told you that life would be easy is lying to you,

But if they also told you that life is meaningless,

That's a lie, too.

Simply put, ***** the school.
Simply put, we exist, too.
We're not complicated, we just need our space.
We need the room so we don't hit your face.
Rifles and sabres and blades, oh my.
Rifles and sabres and blades will fly.
Swing flags and ribbons,
Our equipment throughout.
Six foots, Five-and-a-halfs,
Again we got kicked out.
The gym, the stage,
We're in the cafeteria for days.
The mezzanine, the band room,
Can we get our own place soon?
I'm so tired of not having a place.
Why can't color guard have their own space?