Bobby Yetter
One place,
Drifting in space.
It fills a tiny part of the universe,
Almost too small to notice.
One speck floating in orbit,
Around a sun,
That burns red with fury.
Arcane at night.
Hiding from the darkness.
This one place has life.
People and other animals.
A dominant kingdom,
Known to man.
But sometimes this affects everything.
Pollution, destroying life.
Cracks in earth,
Which is the one place.
A tiny life-filled planet,
Compared to the rest of universe.
But have you ever thpught that there,
Is more life.
People just like us.
Doing everyday things.
Thinking like we do.
Going to school in the same orderly fashion,
Monday through Friday we learn.
But do they.
Do they even teach.
We will soon find out,
I know.
There is more life,
Reflecting an image of earth.
Copying its every move.
Breaking apart just like ours.
Bobby Yetter
One band,
Imperfect.
It's okay,
We're imperfect.
Precision will come,
Someday.
In a thought of perfect things.
A dream of no surrendering.
Perfect.
Imperfect.
What's the difference.
The band can't tell the difference.
They don't care.
They care about music.
Life.
Bobby Yetter
Don't fall down,
Stand Strong.
Kepp yourself together.
Never fall down,
Be proud,
Of the fate you hold