THE LITTLE MAN THAT STANDS TALL

I see you, starting over again, the wood and the leather, the pride and the pain

I see you taking the fall, wanting to be the bigger man, I see you standing tall

They chant your name and they applaud, you are their celebration

But In a completely different world, you fail and you’re human

There’ll be places you won’t go, possibilities you won’t explore

There’ll be people you won’t please, games you won’t own

There you are, cramped and crippled; the dream is over for the day

Arms outstretched, you cry to the skies, how you wish you could stay

The story of your life, with unheard screams and with overlooked sorrow

They’ll add you to their coffee, and they’ll discuss you at breakfast tomorrow

But the man you made stole the show and the only thing you couldn’t win

And you blinked your eyes in endorsement, like an undefeated king

And I know you’ve always been, like your poster on my wall

The little man that takes the fall, the little man that stands tall

Happy birthday.