The Fight

Heavy with the pressures of a thousand expectations
But it simply doesn't matter 'cause we're taking out the sun
Shoulders bowed under the weight of all these conversations
But the ground that we lay flat on has already long been won
It's the burden of every day pressing down on bowing backs
The heavy bags and loads of care, emotions great and small
That forced us to stand up, stand tall, and to start fighting back
Because at the end of every day, we can't afford another fall
We're the fighters and the dreamers and the ones that don't back down
We're the lovers and the gentle, deep in soul, we hear the sound
Of the heart that's healed from breaking, the smile turning from a frown
And we can hear them getting up and standing firm on this cold ground

PAD Day 2