Take a small step.
Move one foot at a time.
Only go forward.
Or you get left behind.
Gotta stay balanced.
Can't fall out of line.
Keep up those small steps.
You gotta get yours, I gotta get mine.
Reach that cruising speed.
Balanced and up right.
A tall but unsure walk.
Doubt is masked as pride.
A cache of weapons at hand.
And not fully convinced to fight.
Keep up those small steps.
You gotta get yours, I gotta get mine.
Take a small step.
Move one foot at a time.
Slow down take a breath.
Hang out on the side.
A short run, one big jump.
Not eager to cross the finish line.
Keep up those small steps.
You gotta get yours, I gotta get mine.
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