From an Acorn

My hope grew from an acorn
Consistently reborn
From nothing
Great trees grow

Ideas flow from the fountain
Cut through the mountain
From nothing
Great rivers flow

Cut it down
Dam it up
Fight those forces
That try to push me back

Words lie abandoned in sorrow
But wait till tomorrow
From nothing
Great lines go

Cut it down
Dam it up
Fight those forces
That try to push me back

My hope grew from an acorn
Consistently reborn
From nothing
Great trees grow