Grassroots

[Verse 1]
My hometown, thirty-thousand and some change
The stomping ground, where no one else will know my name
Down on Bartlett, fireworks early July
Hiding deep beneath the canopy, getting high on endless sky

My feet are firmly planted sinking into fertile ground
Then in a place you hear a forest made of a collective sound
All around you, you can feel it in your bones
A catalog of life and memories for the unknown

A blueprint, a foundation over catalyst
Distancing yourself for miles only for the sake of it
The unforgiving road will fuck you up and make a mess of it
The only opportunity to take the best of it, so

[Chorus]
Calling out toward the grassroots, the underdogs in my neighborhood
Reaching out for the pages in my book, to another chapter in an age old story
Calling out for the grassroots, the underdogs in my neighborhood
Reaching out for the pages in my book, to another chapter in an age old story

[Verse 2]
In the summer, we would pass the time
Riding bikes along the pathway searching for the reason why
We were born into existence lying on the great divide
Between boyhood and a man, in the gateway of our life

Passing by the days, turned into hours
A relationship, of snow falling to flowers
Outcasts trying to find a place to hide
But all would fade away and miss the Arab summer night

[Bridge]
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out calling
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out calling
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out calling
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out
Calling

Calling out for the grassroots
Calling out for the grassroots
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out
Calling
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out
Calling

[Chorus]
Calling out toward the grassroots, the underdogs in my neighborhood
Reaching out for the pages in my book, to another chapter in an age old story
Calling out for the grassroots, the underdogs in my neighborhood
Reaching out for the pages in my book, to another chapter in an age old story

[Chorus Repeats]
Calling out toward the grassroots, the underdogs in my neighborhood
Reaching out for the pages in my book, to another chapter in an age old story
Calling out for the grassroots, the underdogs in my neighborhood
Reaching out for the pages in my book, to another chapter in an age old story

[Outro]
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out
Calling
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out
Calling
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out
Calling
Calling out for the grassroots, calling out calling out calling out
Calling