The Nonsense of the Naysayers

Sing and sing and sing until they tell you that you're sitting pretty in prison,

that you're back down in 1936

Sing and sing and sing until we all tell you that we've heard enough,

because we had, in fact,

heard enough

Sing and sing and sing until you can no longer breath from the excitement,

and at that point, run and run and run out into the field where no one can tell you no

Where no one can say that dreams are unattainable

and that if and when they are achieved,

they are no longer, in fact,

dreams

Out here,

where no means no means no means no---