[Verse 1] You can curse the weather till the fields turn brown, Blame the map, the road, the whole damn town. Or watch the clouds and learn the wind’s new name, Take the wheel and make a different game. [Chorus] You can dig in, you can learn to bend, You can call it over, or begin again. No one gets to choose the ground you’re on— You choose what you grow when the old way’s gone. [Verse 2] A screen can sell you a thousand empty hours, While the mind goes soft as a forgotten flower. Ask one more question, try one more door, A little more wonder makes a little more room. [Chorus] You can dig in, you can learn to bend, You can call it over, or begin again. No one gets to choose the ground you’re on— You choose what you grow when the old way’s gone. [Bridge] The rules got moved while we were looking away, So learn the new table, then change how we play. [Spoken] That ain’t surrender. That’s keeping your hands on the wheel. [Final Chorus] You can dig in, you can learn to bend, You can call it over, or begin again. No one gets to choose the ground you’re on— You choose what you grow when the old way’s gone. You choose what you grow when the old way’s gone. [Outro] Ask one more question. Begin again.
